The world can be a very surreal place. This morning I was stopped at a red light and I glanced over at the minivan next to me. The driver was playing a trumpet. Seriously. I'm pretty sure he was playing along with whatever music he had playing, because he played for a bit (I'm assuming he was playing--it was up to his mouth and he was doing the fingerings), put the trumpet down in a rest position, then after maybe 15 seconds, picked it up and started playing again. Weird.
In other news, I happily managed to keep myself from attacking the guy I was sharing an elevator with this morning and steal his box of Dunkin Donuts. It's a good thing.
Current song in my head:
"If You're Gone" by matchbox twenty