And I, e, I, will al-ways lo-ove yooooouuuuu!

The best thing about driving a car from 1994? The tape deck. I am afforded glitch-free, static-free music via a tape adapter plugged into my iPhone. The second best thing? The engine is louder than a 747. These two outdated and often looked down upon features result in some of the happiest moments of my day - singing along to my music at the absolute top of my lungs. Let me be completely clear here: I absolutely can not carry a tune; singing just makes me happy. Sometimes I trick myself into thinking I'm getting good, and, in a bold move, will turn down the music but maintain my volume. What results is usually a deep-seeded (but clearly soon-forgotten) feeling of self-loathing; 'how' I think to myself, 'can someone be so utterly and completely bad at something, but love it so much?' And with that, back up goes the volume.

The singing of a song is not simply that - facial contortions and car-safe dance moves accompany these solo performances. Freeway driving lends itself particularly well as speeds are constant, the direction is generally straight and the cars surrounding mine are constantly changing. Banging on the wheel like it's a full drum kit, hunching over trying to squeeze the last bit of air from my lungs to hold the note, or scrunching my face thinking it will give me a bit more range is OK because no one can see me as I fly past them. City streets however, are where it gets tricky. Fortunately, technology (and the law) has created a sort of mask: the hands-free headset. Simply putting those little white ear buds in reduces my "crazy factor" ten-fold. "Oh, she must be on the phone, she's not talking to herself." Or "wow, that must be an intense call; she's really smacking that steering wheel. I'd hate to be on the other end of that call". Lately however, I've really stopped caring about this red-light judgment from strangers. I'm having a good time. I'm super happy. I'm not worrying about my to-do list or my work meeting. No road rage from me, traffic just means I get to sing longer! When my iPhone runs out of battery however, that's when things get hairy.

Off To A Roaring Start

Clearly the frequent positing on this site establishes that I take my goals seriously. Well, to be fair I've thought about this blog often, I just haven't managed to make it back to post my thoughts. Sometimes however, I zone out of the task at hand and find myself mentally creating a new entry on my mind-computer; please let me know if you've received any of these posts as we should probably talk.

Alright, well here's the deal for this blog, I've decided to take it in a slightly different direction than I originally intended: basically, most things in life interest me. Travel is intriguing and can set the imagination ablaze; food is simply beyond great; the entertainment industry, from TV to movies to theater to music, holds the power to inspire and invigorate millions; and people - well people are the absolute cherry on top of it all. With 6 billion ways to "best" do things, even the most seemingly boring person is likely to have at least one interesting story to tell.

So there we go, this blog is going to be a smorgasbord of the thoughts that pop into my head; some humorous, some educational, some just a fleeting thought that I felt like sharing. Go.