We have a project that requires weekly monitoring trips to assess the state of the asphalt for approximately 3 miles of roadway. I have been trying to time my trips so I don't have to assess in the rain. So far so good.
So today I was on my way back to work from another riveting monitoring session, when I began following a Frito-Lay truck. I could have passed it, but I was secretly I was hoping the back of the truck would pop open and I would be showered in bags of potato chips. Because I LOVES me some chips!! And it was near lunch-time so I was hungry.
But the stupid latch stayed shut for the whole drive. Damn you Frito-lay. It's ok because I doubt a truck load of chips is in my diet plan. Neither was the McDonald's I ate last night. So sue me! I ran 4 miles last night so I thought it was a wash.
Also, I was listening to soothing music during my drive through the county as I saw fawns lunching on the side of the road. A little Dave, John Mayer, and Carbon. And then O.M.G. by Usher came on. Needless to say, it changed the mood in the car - from calm and reflective to bump and grind. It was awkward since I was alone. Of course it would have been even more awkward if I hadn't been alone. Say... if my brother/uncle/father/coworker were in the car with me. Maybe I should just take my "I'm too embarrassed for anyone to know I listen to it" music off of my regular circulation playlist.
Don't be jealous of my job. I am sure your's is cool too. :)