I've written about the cool Ipod Nano I got from my friends Mr. B. and Midwest Chick for my birthday, preprogrammed by my friends with music I love. You know, people that know me better than most people (ahem).So there I am, on a deserted country road, waiting for a slow moving piece of farm machinery to cross the intersecting road. On the truck stereo, courtesy of the birthday Ipod Nano, is LaBelle coming up after 30 minutes of Metallica (what can I say, I have eclectic taste and they have programmed it so well). The windows of the Silverado are down to a beautiful fall afternoon, no one around, I crank UP the volume.
Gitchi Gitchi Ya Ya Ta Ta
Gitchi Gitchi Ya Ya Here
Mocha choca lata Ya Ya
Creole Lady Marmalade
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?
And yes, I'm singing along, loudly, using a LaraBar as a microphone, shaking my red hair around, when I glance out of the corner of my eye, and there next to me along the shoulder, waiting to turn, is this 80 year old farmer in an old truck. . . .giving me a BIG wink and a thumbs up before turning.
Oh, God, I hope he doesn't recognize me at the American Legion pancake breakfast next month.
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And if he did, I'm sure he'd say: "There's the awesome redhead that completely rocks". Well, if he knew what was good for him, he would.
Wow! Have we set the wayback machine to the eighties? Nothing wrong with that mind you! I survived them quite well thank you!
If you are going to do that you must have at least the big hair or leg warmers on though!
Great tune BTW. I was in the Food Kitty after work today and The Doobie Bros were on the Muzac system. Man. Bummer.
The mental image alone was worth the price of admission. What a great story ... for the farmer. :) Okay, I kid; but the leg warmers really are required.
'American Woman' on elevator muzak. No, I didn't rock along.
"You know, people that know me better than most people (ahem)."
So much is learned of someone when you meet them face to face. Words give a certain depth in regards to thoughts and dreams (a projection of ... choice thoughts that are of importance to you), but your presence gives an overview of the simple, mundane and unspoken things not worth mentioning or maybe invisible to you (at least from your perspective).
That's where us beings living in you computer (or smartphone) will only know a certain side of you.
Still... I would like to think we do make some difference, otherwise whats the point of commenting? :)
First it was the pic from the 80's
Now it's the music.
What's next?
Been there. Done that. Been caught red handed. I know I'm too old but I don't care!
Great song, too!
I've, um, sang out loud to that very same song. Long trips.
And now I know I got the words wrong.
Thanks, I needed that.
And yes, I've been caught jamming to Queen or Stix in the car on occasion. It's good for your soul.
Darn stealth farmers, always a sneakin' up on people. We have that problem here too.
Besides doing this little type of performance at home where nobody except my dog, cat and hubby sometimes sees (smirking, shaking his head, I've been known to do this in various restaurants in the john.
A place like Olive Garden, with the upbeat Italian or swoony love tones, as soon as the stall door is closed I break out the mike and put on an act that NO ONE could reinact.
Then there's the Western establishments, oh the show I can put on in those restrooms. A little rooin tootin giddy up in my hitch and away I gooooo. Yeeehaw!!
Love it B. Girls just wanna have fu un. ;)
*Ahem*
I have no idea what you're talking about.
I have never - repeat, never - been caught singing Toby Keith's "How Do You Like Me Now" at full volume at a traffic light.
Never. Nuh-uh. No way...
Brigid,
You sing, too?
SWModel66
At least it was a Larabar, not a Snickers... That would have been REALLY embarrassing. ;-)
I sometimes embarrass my children by singing loudly in the car and bopping along. Who cares? Good for you! ;)
Do you ever have a slow, uneventful day where boredom enters into the equation?
Outstanding! You made his month, of course. It will be the story of the barber shop.
I have to admit Trooper is rather fond of making a public spectacle...he has some fancy footwork and will break it out with hardly any prodding. Half the town now knows he can clogg and do the hustle.
Heh. I still sing along (okay...maybe "sing" isn't quite the right word for what comes out of my piehole....when I make my "joyful noise", it causes the rocks and trees to cry out. Usually in pain.) to Bob Seger, the Troggs, and Robert Palmer when they come on the radio. Sitting at Cracker Barrel the other night, they were playing Oak Ridge Boys on an endless loop, I was able to get our 2.75-year-old to beebop along with "Elvira". My wife tried to hide under the table...
I'm glad you are enjoying the Ipod.
Now you just have to load all your CD's onto I-tunes...
30 minutes of Metallica
I would hope they put stuff from the band's first four albums on there...
On the other hand, I am sure I've caught some amused glances from people as I belted out something like "Mama Tried" or "Folsom Prison Blues."
80 years old... he may have been hard of hearing and thinking, "That Glenn Miller Band still keeps the youngin's hoppin'"...
Classic Santana and some Spencer Davis group on the way home today in the truck...
Dann in Ohio
Laurie - I don't know if you got my note, but if you want me to do a guest post, please leave me some contact info, email or phone which I will not post, just write down and I'd be happy to call you to put it together.
LaraBars are my "really long day" road food. The peanut butter cookie is my favorite, as is the coconut cream pie. Pretty much just fruit and nuts, low sugar, no flour, they're pretty darn good, but they really suck as a microphone.
Thesouthtexaspistolero - but of course.
Dann - I was just praying he didn't take too much high school French.
Cond0010 - it does make a difference. Some people form their perceptions merely based on words. Some form them based on nothing but poor self image and jealousy. Both are equally as deceptive and dangerous. The friends on my sidebar are that. I eat at their tables, they eat at mine. Over the years, they've done a group hug when I cried like a 3rd grader when a boyfriend departed the fix; they've seen me through bad dates, burnt cakes and dog barf. They're here for me, thick and thin, good and bad, because they've seen the whole picture of who I am, not just words on a blog and that picture is a kind heart and a good friend. That means the world to me.
Similar story to yours except the CD was Scissor Sisters' "Ta-Dah" and the location was a stoplight outside of Battle Ground, WA.
I've also been caught a couple of times singing along with Annette Strean from Venus Hum. This song is always trouble.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=bOfbC0zYlmI
LOL- You're toast :-)
What NFO said.
You are soooo busted.
The Mustang has a USB port where you can plug in a thumb drive.
I can neither confirm nor deny singing along, but I'm sure some of the stoplights have been entertaining...
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