instance #1:
so Styx (yup, them) is on Bob and Tom this morning and playing some new song. It’s actually mildly amusing for a bit, but gets much more so when the late second verse (or maybe third verse) arrives and the lead singer forgets the lyrics and starts in with “la la la la” – definitely not intentional, he admits to forgetting them once the song is over. *that* was funny.
instance #2:
scanning through my AM presets driving home last night (AM, you know, cuz I roll like that) and whatever (very boring at this time of night) talk show guy is launching into the pseudo-commercial talking about his sponsor which is apparently Weaver Brothers Volvo. His comment is specifically, “you know, a Volvo is just getting warmed up when it hits six digits on the speedometer”. That’s right kids, not odometer. So, what’s my dork mind thing? “Yeah, it’s getting warmed up because if those units are still mph and it’s still anywhere near sealevel, the poor car’s doing around Mach 130 and the air drag is toasting it up nicely like a campfire marshmallow”
I’m trying to be more open with my dorkness after was brave enough to admit the arm-tanning ponderings she had and relayed to others. (IMHO, as good a reason as any to find a nice sunny place in a country that drives on the other side of the road and live there half the year…. or stay lazy, stay in the US, and go motorcycle 
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