Reason number 322 to join the revolution: It helps you lose weight. Probably. You know, from all the dancing/jamming.
In other Muscal Revolution news- I was heartbroken yesterday to learn that because I live in the US I couldn’t apply to win Radio 1′s Big Weekend tickets. Every year BBC Radio 1 has a musical extravaganza somewhere in the UK, and the music is always stellar. At least, I’ve heard and imagined it was stellar because, you know, I live in the US and so can’t apply to get tickets. And you can’t buy tickets, you have to win them in a lotto. Which I thought was completely awesome until I learned I couldn’t even be in the lotto because I don’t live in the UK. And ok, I get that, but this year Radio 1′s Big Weekend is on my birthday. MY BIRTHDAY. And like ALL of my favorite bands are playing. But I won’t be there. GUTTED. There really wasn’t a point in telling you this- it just harshed my musical buzz this week.
On to the revolution…..
One of my favorite songs of all time. True story.
Noah and the Whale
To say I’ve become obsessed with this band would be an understatement. If this song was a person, I would stalk it.
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This came as quite the shock to me. All of this time I’ve been under the impression that once I am in that driver’s seat no one can see me. I mean, I know the car isn’t invisible but I guess I thought that nobody could see me in it. I don’t know why I thought that because it isn’t as if my windows are tinted but I definitely thought that.
Today, I was rudely awakened from this fantasy. I now know I am NOT invisible when I am in my car. Let me tell you why. I was listening to BBC Radio1 as per usual and dancing up a storm to my summer jam We No Speak Americano and really not thinking anything of it when I glanced over at the car next to me (you see I always knew I could see them I just didn’t think they could see me, I really don’t know why I thought that) and the older couple in it were laughing up a storm. At first I thought it was so sweet that they were so old and yet could still make each other laugh like that. Then I realized they were laughing at me. Because they could see me. Which I didn’t realize until that very moment. I froze mid dance-move and considered the position I was in. What is the proper etiquette for being caught dancing while driving? I decided to keep dancing. I don’t know if that was the right thing to do or not but my summer jam was on people! I had to keep dancing. Also, I didn’t want them to think they had shamed me into not dancing. Ha! Nobody but nobody can ever shame me into not dancing. I gots to dance, yo!
I did learn an important lesson, however. People CAN SEE ME when I am in my car. This probably definitely won’t effect my dancing but it will definitely change the way I drive. I mean, when I am shouting curse words at negligent drivers they might be able to see what I am saying (because even if they can’t read lips I’m sure it’s pretty clear) and then really get road raged up and try to shoot me. People are getting shot on Mopac these days, y’all. This is some serious shiz. I need to be more careful. Also, I probably won’t check to see if there is food between my teeth as often- although then I actually might get caught with food in between my teeth so I guess I need to weigh out which one is more humiliating.
I guess you learn new things everyday. I mean, this is probably something I should have already known but for some reason had escaped my knowledge previously, but it was a lesson nonetheless. Use this as a cautionary tale. People can probably see you too. Unless your car windows are really really tinted. Or you actually have the power of invisibility. But if neither of those things apply people can definitely see you in your car. Try not to embarrass yourselves- humiliation is best left to the professionals like me.