The busy little bean-counters back there in the wordpress admin panel tell me that I have put up 500 posts on this blog. To become, with this one, 501.
I was originally going to post the old folk dirge “500 Miles” to commemorate this moment. And then I thought: no, that’s a gloomy, mournful, wallow-be. And I don’t feel particularly like wallow-being in gloomy and mournful this morn.
So I’m going instead with the “500 Miles” of youngblood Belarusian/Norwegian goofball Alexander Rybak, prodigyal son of classically trained parents in piano (mother Natalia) and violin (father Igor).
Rybak nicked his “500 Miles” from the Scottish identical twins of The Proclaimers. To be expected, as that duo’s 1988 “I’m Gonna Be (500 Miles)” long ago got loose upon the land. It has been used to peddle ale in Canada, wake astronauts on the International Space Station, celebrate the democratization of television in Spain. It is played amid great jubilation whenever the Scottish national football team scores a goal. And it snuck into that 1993 ode to oddballs Benny & Joon when principal actress Mary Stuart Masterson (Joon) recurrently played it on set, sparking the filmmakers to upload it into the film.
So I see no reason at all why I can’t use the impossibly ebullient Rybak invocation to evoke 500 runs at the wheel.