A little bit of killer 80’s rap and some face-melting rock is all it takes for me to pull out some epic car-dancing moves that get other commuters full-faced staring at me while we sit like corralled cattle on the tollway. I LURVE LURVEY LURVE cranking my stereo up and rolling the windows down when I’m driving…even if there’s very little actual forward-motion involved. It’s how I find my peace and sanity in the parking lot that is the I-35 corridor. I tell myself that people are gaping with envy at my bitchin’ truck party, but if truth be told, even my dogs don’t want to be seen with me – they hide in the back seat well out of sight of the onlookers. It’s okay – my coffee still wants to dance with me. And yes, as a matter of fact, you can break dance in an extended cab pick up truck. I personally like to rock the arm wave. Ish. This tutorial is a bit more epic than anything I’ve accomplished to date…
But the first 30 seconds is pretty much how I envision myself appearing in frosty morning traffic with my aviators backing up the whole made-of-awesome look.
So without further ado, here’s the top 5 culprits that result in my over-inflated sense of rhythm and badassery, in no particular order.
P.S. my darlings: I would seriously give my left elbow to have just one ass-shaking epic dance off with Mr. Mick Jagger. Sweet baby cheeses on a bicycle.