I love your description of the moment, as I have so many of those that sometimes I feel my life is like a movie.
(BTW Kill Bill is awesome!)

But yes think sometimes when I’m listening to my music I observe the people around me..I drive through a huge college campus every day to get to work…I see sleepy people, anxious people, white knuckle drivers, those hopped up on coffee, etc.

My favorite is when I see someone dancing in their car..it’s so fun. Great post. :)

That would be the best, driving through campus, listening to your own soundtrack and observing youth. Mostly youth, I know there are some untraditional students milling about. I haven’t seen anyone dance in their car for a while. I did get busted, rockin’ out back when I was about 25. The guy next to me laughed, I was humiliated and I never did it again.

Yes I am that fragile,; you can crush me like a bug. But I prefer to imagine I am a butterfly who just can’t flit away fast enough and there are jack asses in the world who like to rip my wings off. Family o’ Origin, I’m lookin’ at you.

Uh oh. I *did* want the word truffle. Was that wrong? Wrong usage? Who cares! This is my blog and in my blog Snuffleupaguses truffle, shet bag.

Oh! Oh! you gave me an idea! I’m going to watch SpongeBob with my Elliptical Rock Out playlist, the one I use at the Y (name trademarked by JD at I Do Things.) How fun will that be?!

Thanks Mrs. S. I do enjoy my skewed sense of interpretation, even when I miss the big picture. We have to hold onto the things that make us happy, right?

It was nice to remember that. Ah, you’ve given me the lift I needed today :)

What a fun mom. I mean mum, mum sounds even more fun! I gotta get over to your pad, I read the post and didn’t have time to comment. You need a pick me up, chick.

I am so busted, Susan. I was running late this morning and didn’t have enough time to elaborate.

I often watch drivers in the car behind me – especially if they are tailgating or, in some other way, driving erratically. Having been rear ended more than once, I’ll have to admit it’s more out of fear than amusement on my part.

I’ll generally try to get such drivers to pass me, but some of them seem unwilling to pass – or back off, they just seem to like that spot five or ten feet off my bumper.

I’ll try to see the humor in it next time.

Just turn the music up Don, you’ll see what I’m talking about. One note of caution: this phenomenon does not work with talk radio.

I told my husband that exact same thing you said.. “it wasn’t that necessary to locate, because if it was (s)he would have pulled into a parking lot and given the search his full attention”. But then again, she was risking her life digging around in her car while ‘driving’.

It seems there’s a liberal amount of crazy throughout the world, wouldn’t you say, Monique? I’m sure we could find relatives of these people driving erratically all over the world.

He he. This is great. Very good post. “Thank you Unknown Man Driving Behind Me” :)

Thanks strugglingwriter, I appreciate that. Wouldn’t that be funny if it was really a chick behind me and she read this and was like, “I will Google Stalk your ass Cardiogirl. You have not seen the last of me.” I know, that would only happen in my head.

Rock it brutha! I hear that. I feel the same way when I have to slow down at a light or be at a standstill in the car. I’ve been listening to Seal’s album “System” and it has a heavy beat that I like to turn up loud. But then when I slow down I feel I have to quickly turn it down so my status as a frumpy stay at home mom (who wears low tops, yeah!) remains in tact.