So I'm driving into Boston last night, (to go sailing on the harbor! Total funness!) with the kids, in the SUV. We have the top 20 satellite radio channel blaring, and the sunroof open. I glanced over to my left while merging after the toll plaza, and I see these three guys in a landscaping pick-up truck grinning at me. It was that, "What? Do I have toilet paper sticking out of my pants or something?" look. So I gave half a thought to why they were looking at me, then went back to getting my groove on, and then I realized: they caught me bobbing my head jamming to Pink's U + Ur Hand.
LOL. Oh, well. Whatevahs!
P.S. Can I tell you how much I hate that people are using IM speak to title things. I swear to God, I fear 50 years from now we really won't be spelling out words like "you" and "are" anymore, it will be an accepted practice. *shudder*