Oct. 30, 2012
11:11am EST – Saw video of a Coast Guard boat pulling in at a dock. Thought of the “IT’S NOT JUST A JOB. IT’S AN ADVENTURE.” poster in the shower room behind Maverick and Goose.

Oct. 31, 2012
8:20am EST – The police scanner at work bleeped the first two notes of the chorus of “Danger Zone.” I froze solid in my tracks. Pictured jets and just… just kinda hated myself.

Nov. 3, 2012
6:21pm EST – Was trying to remember what kind of plane they used at TOPGUN as MiG simulators… during sex.



So, as I watch Top Gun every week of 2012 (a simple one-sentence premise I am still explaining to friends all the way in November), I keep getting aspects of the movie stuck in my head, which I’ve been documenting in these notes. I usually have around a dozen every week, but for some reason, the number has shot way down. Last week, I only had three, and it’s the same story this week.

Time for some theories:

1) I’ve been watching more movies. This easily has been the year of my adult life that I have watched the least new movies, because the only one I have time for lately is Top Gun. If I only have two hours to myself every week, they must be filled with the Gun. But, in the past few weeks, I’ve watched every Tony Scott movie and all four Iron Eagle movies for research, and I think my brain just has more movie data to pull from now. Because everything in life must be related to a movie. That’s how everyone thinks, right?

2) I’ve gotten sloppy at taking notes. No, I haven’t. Been working as hard at them as ever. Though… I will concede that it may not be as obvious now that my behaviors are a result of watching Top Gun repeatedly because it’s been incorporated into my life now. Gathering data on the effects of art is hard… probably why not many people do this.

3) The Top Gun Detox Box. For the month of August, I listened to three albums from the 1980s after every Top Gun viewing. The purpose of the experiment was to see if I could prevent myself from getting the film’s soundtrack stuck in my head by replacing it with other songs. I’m waiting for the end of the year to tally the final results, but it seems to be working so far.

Oh, also, that police scanner really freaked me out. That was a Truman Show moment. Somebody programmed that thing to sound like “Hiiiiiiiiighwaaaaaaaaaay” on purpose. I know it.