The meal I cooked for my date last week contained some South Carolina wild-caught shrimp from my vacation. The only time I left Harbor Island, in fact, was to go just over the bridge to buy some local shrimp. I peeled and de-veined a couple of pounds of them, and and stuck them in the freezer to bring home.
Of all the places to buy shrimp, this was the one I could not resist. And then I spent the next couple of hours singing "Gay Fish" to myself. Because you don't have to actually like a song to have it become an earworm and stay with you forever.
"I've been so lonely girl, I've been so sad and down Couldn't understand why haters joked around I wanted to be free with other creatures like me And now I got my wish, cause I know that I'm a gay fish." (Kanye West)