My Nissan Altima’s been giving me some lip lately. I call her Miss Gladys, and generally she’s a reliable ol’ gal … but her wheels are getting on my last nerve, and lately she’s been making sort of a metally-squeaky sound. Driving back and forth from the Apex suburbs to the Capital City (like Andy Griffith used to say), Raleigh, at 85 mph is not conducive to “metally-squeaky” anything.
So the mister’s been mixing it up with me lately, alternating cars so that some days I drive Miss Gladys and some days I drive his new Subaru Outback. Sue’s an automatic and not nearly as fun to drive as the zippy 5-speed manual Miss Gladys. Anyway, the four times I’ve driven Sue over the last two weeks have been lots of fun–Sue’s got a great sound system.
Sue’s enjoyed me, too. Normally the mister rolls with Dave Matthews Band or Steely Dan … but I like fun music I can sing to in the morning. Last week, the hit of the day was Kelly Clarkson’s “Since You’ve Been Gone.” My son hates when I sing that one, so I make sure to do it as loudly and as often as I can. Today, Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch serenaded me with “Good Vibrations” … and you know what, I’ve felt them all day long.
Yo, it’s about that time … to break forth the rhythm and the rhyme. I’m getting mine, so get yours … want to see sweat coming out your pores.