I listen to Rage Against the Machine. Every song that comes on the radio from start to finish.

I love mangling the lyrics:

Feeding all my family
With a pack of taco shells

(real lyrics)

They rally round the family
With a pocketful of shells

and seat dancing to the noisy, funky beat prevalent in each tune.

David knows country music.

He doesn’t know any of the music I listen to (everything but country) with the exception of Rage. When it comes to songs by this band, David can name that tune, or at least the band, in one note. It’s the one thing he absolutely, positively, refuses to listen to.

I’ll never forget how happy I was when I heard a Rage song, the whole thing, and realized I didn’t have to turn it off at any point. Happiness.

So, what do you do when you’re all alone in the car? Do you have as much fun as I do? 🙂