Last night TV Zero and I enjoyed a rousing show by the delightfully harmonious pop maetros Fountains of Wayne. While their witty ditty from a few years back "Red Dragon Tattoo" is my personal Top One hit right now, all their songs are wall-to-wall with good vibrations and nostaglic pop bliss. Plus, they're all so darn cute in their been-around-the-block, but-know-how-to-rock way. Thanks again to TV Z for introducing me to them in the first place with their hookfectious single "Radiation Vibe."
On the way to work this morning, I was trying to make a left-hand turn across four lanes of traffic when this SUV going soooo slooooowly started to make a turn into my outlet street. I knew I had to wait for her to finish her move before I could make mine, so I'm sitting there, sitting there, sitting there, as she took her sweet time and while I'm watching cars further down the road threatening my speedy escape.
In my impatience, I eyeballed her doing her molasses move--sweeping in a wide arch in front of me and to my left.
"Four years later, lady," I muttered as she swung by. "Thanks to you I've earned my Bachelors degree in waiting."