cool cab ride

Sometimes these little things happen that cannot be described as anything other than near magic, in the dorkiest most positive sense. Last night I took a cab to the Black Rock to meet some friends. The cab driver seemed pretty cool, but still your typical cab driver. We get to the next intersection where this SUV tells us to pull down our windows and turn off our music. They then proceed to blast The talking Heads "This Must be the Place", my all time favorite song, and ask the cab driver if he likes it. He says its a nice happy groove, and they agree about how happy the song is and dance in their seats. I forgot about any lame worries and just sat in this strangely euphoric moment as long as the red light would let me.

As we parted ways with the SUV, the driver then started blasting rap and old funk, which ruled. He got a 100% tip. I'm not fully able to describe this tiny experience, but it was damn awesome.