Tuesday, May 23, 2006
I Make Being an Idiot an Artform
Today I was driving home from the Doctor and my daughter was getting cranky. She wanted to escape the car seat. I was stopped at the intersection just before I was home because they are doing construction. Sitting and sitting. Screaming and whining. TV no longer interests her. I turn on the radio. Flip around a tad and land on something unexpectedly fun.... "I'm just burning doing the neutron dance...whoo hoo..." So I am animatedly singing to her and dancing like an idiot to entertain her. It's working and so I put on a real show. She laughs and laughs. I do the robot and some other very classy dance moves for her to admire. I'm so used to making an idiot out of myself in private (or relative private) that it doesn't occur to me that while we are all waiting there isn't much to look at - cept that crazy woman doing the neutron dance.... oh shit that'd be me. So I notice the tree cutting guys in the left lane beside me laughing and I motion with my hands the radio station numbers 97.3 and they obviously catch on and tune in... next thing you know they are tronning too - I glance in the rear view and the people behind me are dancing - the people behind the tree truck are looking around them like they are sure they are on candid camera. Then the construction fellow very graciously turns his sign to from "stop" to "slow". That was awfully fun but I must tell you I was rather relieved to see the "slow" sign - since that awkward feeling when you are all out of cool moves was just about to hit. lol.