Monday, January 30, 2006

1,2, 3-4-5

when i was waiting on the bus the other day listening to my iPod, i found myself just daydreaming and people watching. a man drove up on the other side of the street in a oversized suburban truck, and stopped at the red-light. with my headphones turned up, i noticed that the man was rocking out hardcore to something, pelting his steering wheel in time with a beat, and lip-synching with conviction to whatever he listened to. curious, i turned down my headphones.

he made eye-contact with me.
i laughed.

the song?
mambo number 5.

he looked embarrassed.

mentally, i sent him everything: don't stop, man! this is your JAM!
i pumped my fist in the air to show him i was with.

he laughed, and did it too.
green light.
somewhere, lou bega jr. is proud as punch.


Anonymous trace said...

love it, and love car jams - sometimes you just feel it more when you are on wheels.

don't know mambo i looked for it on itunes...and found a fisher price song about 'fun with numbers'...uhh, is that the song he was rocking to? because that is friggin hilarious, or wierd.

7:10 AM  
Blogger christine said...

tracy, I know for a fact that you hate mambo #5.....oh wait, that is the macarena.

Car jams are more the mood + song than just the song. They need to mesh perfectly.

7:09 PM  
Anonymous Montecore's Revenge said...

Mambo #5?

He was right to hang his head in shame.

I shun him.

7:35 PM  
Blogger tara d. said...

guys. that's the point.
it was MAMBO NUMBER 5!

it's awful.
just awful.
and great that he loved it right then.

8:31 PM  
Anonymous Montecore's Revenge said...

Right. If it had been "Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go," that would be one thing. I mean, he's only human, after all.

8:59 PM  

Post a Comment

<< Home

Web Site Counter
Web Site Counter
« chicago blogs »
<-- ? In MY Opinion # -->