I sometimes do little dance moves to the radio in my car. Should I assume that no one is watching me, or everyone is?
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I dance in my car. It serves as a distraction while picking my nose.
Good diversionary tactic.
The only advice we’ll ever need…
I don’t drive often, but I do take the subway every day. I haven’t seen any nose pickers recently, but yesterday I did see a guy flossing his teeth.
If only one had a little more time to get ready in the morning. Tsk, tsk.
I talk to myself a lot in the car, but then if anyone sees me, they’ll just assume I’m talking hands- free on the phone, so I guess that’s ok. I don’t like to look in at other drivers for the very reason of not wanting to see them doing anything unpleasant!
One of my first Freshly Pressed posts was how I used a blue-tooth gizmo in the car so nobody can tell I’m talking to myself. Seems to be a common screen, hmm?
Or that the guy in the next car is YouTubing you…LOL
I’m sure one day I will find a youtube of myself in my car – singing at the top of my lungs, gesturing wildly at some obscure line, and putting out the most stylin’ of seated dance moves allowed in a confined space.
Until then – I will continue to serve as a distraction for the guy picking his nose in the car behind me…
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Maybe you’ll go viral, eh?
Anything for fame…
Nooooooooo! Didn’t think of that. Although it has occurred to me that when you think you’re all alone in the middle of nowhere, Google Maps is probably filming you.
Ture enough. Have you seen the pictures of people sunbathing topless, or biffing it on skateboards? LOL
No, I try to avoid most of the interwebz. It’s terrifying.
Smart. and TRUE. Or TURE- depending on id my fat fingers are working! LOL
It’s sooo good the GoPro, smart phone cameras, social media weren’t around in the 60’s (but if FB and selfies had existed then, would the 60’s have happened?)
That’s a good point. Nowadays no matter WHAT you do, you better assume somebody is watching.
But I can’t dance.
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Neither can I – but that should not bother us!
I don’t know…I hear Dancing With The Stars is going to start a Car Division.
I do not have a car, peg.
Oh. Well, if you’re dancing in the street maybe you’d better work on your moves.
I dance in my mind.
very well said I agree
So true – and that would be me. I once walked out of a bathroom with toilet paper dragging on my shoe – walked all the way across a busy restaurant to my husband who was dying…so cliche’, I know, but it actually happened. (note: no smiley face) !
I thought that was an urban legend. Did you also have spinach stuck in your teeth?
I appreciate your smiley face reserve, but don’t want you to feel too inhibited.
Hi Peg – I know, right? Who does that ever happen to?! Probably had spinach teeth as well now and then and just wasn’t told…sigh
I sing loudly in the car. Usually the windows are closed, so I just look like a baby bird, screaming for food. I guess that’s better than if folks could actually hear me these days.
I love the image of Elyse in her mobile nest, cheeping for worms.
It’s only embarrassing if you’re past the second knuckle.
Eeewwwwwwww. Thanks for leaving me with that mental picture.
I live to serve.
That is so true!
Didn’t C.S. Lewis say something similar in ‘The Magician’s Nephew’? One should always assume that someone is watching because someone probably is. My parrot is watching me right now and it’s downright disturbing. She also wolf whistles at me when I’m in the shower and that’s even worse.
At least your parrot is complimentary. She could be making rude noises at you.
That is very true. She does talk so if she looked me up and down and said critically “you could stand to lose a few pounds”, I might give up on life entirely. She is also quite capable of swearing fluently in whatever bird language she speaks. You just know it’s an expletive because of the tone of voice. Despite my husband’s appalling use of invectives, thankfully the bird has not picked up the more colorful aspects of his vocabulary.
She’s a lady.
That image is forever ingrained lol – thanks for that. Please read my latest blog (https://pardonmyblogs.wordpress.com/2015/06/09/the-categories/) for a short and witty, comical outlook on the types of people you find clubbing on a night out… It would be much appreciated 🙂
Honey, you’ve committed two social faux pas here. One, it’s not cool to post a comment obviously for the purpose of getting people to visit your blog. Two, I would hesitate to describe my own work using such superlative language – it smacks of blowing your own trumpet. Let other people say you’re witty and comical.
Looks like you really read the Miss Peg-o-Leg comment guide – good for you! But remember the number one rule is to make people feel welcome. 🙂
You’re absolutely right. My apologies!
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