As I went through security on my way to N.Y. for thanksgiving, I overheard someone whistling a tune. The tune wasn't sinsiter in itself. It was actually kind of charming. But it was connected rather deeply in my mind with something truely evil. And because I was in airport security at the time, I kept coming to the thought that it must have been from 12 Monkeys, but knew that wasn't right.
This tune proceeded to annoy the hell out of me for the time I was home, and it wasn't until a few days after I got back to California, that the song finally left my head and didn't come back.
It was weird though. Every time it got stuck in my head, there was a brief instant between when my mind swapped to the tune, and when the tune started where I felt like I almost knew where it was from. But then I would lose the feeling and the madness would ensue.
Well I guess it's been long enough, because I was listening to the radio this morning, and it came on, and as soon as it did I knew where I had heard it before. It was the damn Viper Assassin music from Kill Bill. At least that won't bug me any further now.