I never shopped at the 905 liquor store, but I still remember the store's commercial jingle from decades ago. The last time I saw 9:05 on a clock today, the jingle, "905 brings your party to life," started infiltrating my thoughts. I didn't buy any liquor, as I've never cared for the taste of any of it. Still, part of my mind has inexplicably reserved a space for that jingle.
I swear, I don't know how or why the mind works the way it does sometimes.
