Nov 13, 2010

sometimes I forget that I have windows

Ok, not really.

Actually, I'm pretty obsessed with windows.  And that the blinds are closed exactly at dusk.  You know, before anyone (or any thing -because you never know when the saber tooth tiger is going to get sick of the garage and start lurking in the back yard-) can SEE us.

Concept: light inside+dark outside= people (or possibly tigers) spying on me.

It's just that sometimes I forget the car has windows too.  And that they are, in fact, transparent.

I always seem to remember when I'm mocking other drivers doing stupid stuff - like picking their nose or appearing to have an entire conversation when they're alone in the car.  Because opportunities like that can pass without anyone even laughing, and THAT is a travesty.

But then sometimes I forget.

Like today.

I was coming home from childless errand running which means that I can crank the radio AS LOUD AS I WANT.  And I like it loud.  Like when you can feel it vibrating in your teeth.  And usually on something hard rock-ish.  Because it's ok to be evil as long as the kids aren't in the car.

However, I LOATHE radio commercials.  L-O-A-T-H-E.  And so I flip stations a lot.  And I'm picky.  Because I don't get to enjoy my music time as much as I'd like.  So today, when there was nothing but commercials or Taylor Swift playing (shudder) I quickly switched to CD.  Not that I had CD's to choose from, but I figured the one already in the player would have to do.

It just happened to be the soundtrack to "Phantom of the Opera".  Which is almost as cool as evil hard rock, but in a total non-evil way.

So, OF COURSE, I had to lip-sync along (because actual singing along requires operatic singing skills and mine are more like barely-on-tune-most-of-the-time-but-don't-expect-it-to-be-awesome singing skills.)

And it was on the song where Carlotta is starring in the role that the Phantom demanded Christine to play, so then the Phantom makes Carlotta start croaking like a frog.  So I was doing some pretty theatrical lip-syncing. 

If you're not going to lip-sync with realistic flair, then don't even bother.  Really.

Except I don't do these kinds of things in public. (ie. in front of someone other than JUST ME.)  I'm waaaaaay too self-conscious for that. 

I was in the middle of a theatrical Carlotta croak when I remembered about the windows.  And how they exist.  And how I was surrounded by lots of other people in their own cars with their own windows.

Other drivers better have been laughing at me, since we wouldn't want any travesties to occur.  They just better be people that don't, and won't ever, know me.

6 comments:

Cynthia said...

Snicker! So, do you 'car dance' too? We totally do. And we all have to rock out and humiliate my spouse. Tons of fun!

Brooke said...

I wish I could have seen you. Stuff like that always makes my day.Phantom's a good choice, but I had to gasp when I found out your not a "Swifty". Isn't she kinda like Dianna Rose from the good ol College days? Only non commercialized and not played on every other song on the Radio?
Oh, and just a side note.....you should totally get your browie song a copy right. A song like that could make you millions. Love ya

Melanie Jacobson said...

If I hear some good (?) 80s hair band rock, then I'm an unapologetic car dancer. Don't care about the windows. It's a little more embarrassing if I'm nose picking, though.

Barbaloot said...

I would've laughed---but I also would've appreciate the fact that you got so into it:)

charrette said...

We all car dance to Earth Wind and Fire. The whole family. Hooray for one music choice we all agree on. And are willing to humiliate ourselves with.

Jen said...

Bohemian Rhapsody. That is what this post makes me think of singing in the car. I just can't help myself when that one comes on.