....if my brain space was not taken up by 80s song lyrics? Spiderman brought home a treat yesterday from the shops--Journey's Greatest Hits on CD. And do you know what? I could sing practically every song karaoke style--much to his annoyance. I'm sure if he thought I'd be serenading him with Open Arms whilst singing into a spoon instead of cooking he would have left it on the shelf.
The point is I have a good memory for lyrics. If my brain space wasn't given over to thousands of 80s pop tunes how much of a genius would I be?