long live… the ghosts of union soldiers?

I was siting in my car today, waiting at a stoplight. Having just visited the Starbucks drive-thru, the delicious scent of coffee was just beginning to drift through my car as I chatted with a friend (this lady) on Luna’s bluetooth.

And then I saw them. To my left, through the window of the car next to me, three figures in blue, carrying a white flag with a red cross. They couldn’t be… and yet they were… Union soldiers.

Um. (more…)

rock & drive

I have a confession to make: I’m a car-dancer.

Yep.

I dance sitting in my car. I can’t help myself. I can’t drive without music. And when I hear music, I have to move. When I hear great music, I have to move even more. And it looks ridiculous. At least I assume. I can’t actually see myself. (more…)