Fake Plastic Commute
|I have often justified the ownership of a second car as a substitute for therapy; money that would be saved by selling the convertible would then be spent on Prozac and weekly sessions. A top down ride in the morning puts a smile on my face even when I am driving to work.|
Top down, I stopped at Phoenix on Coventry for my morning cup of inspiration -- usually it is just a large light roast. When I walked in, Radiohead's Fake Plastic Trees was playing. It is a great song, and it both makes me think of Gina and makes me sad at the same time.
Coffee in hand, back in the car -- I selected Fake Plastic Trees on the iPod.
I have to tell you -- the joy of the morning top down ride was offset by the song. I then played a little Soggy Bottom Boys to try to counter the effects of morning Radiohead. It helped, but it wasn't quite enough, though normally that would do it. Always got a kick out of George Clooney lip-synching those words...
I am a man of constant sorrow,
I've seen trouble all my day...