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Shoot Me NowAnd Not For A Reason You Can Guess

And Not For A Reason You Can Guess
Published on Sunday, June 3, 2012 by

*After reading Unfinished Person’s comment, I realized my post may come across as fiction.  For the record?  This is an absolute TRUE STORY.  Sigh.  Yes, this is actually my life!*

They played my song.  This is the theme for day three of the 30-day blog challenge.  While pondering this subject, a vision from a moment long ago flashed through my head.  And then I knew.  This topic was going to be easy.

This is one of those times when you don’t quite remember all of the details.  I am not sure where we had been, but alcohol was definitely involved.

My old high school buddy was riding shotgun, apparently drunk as a skunk.  Since I have never driven drunk, I was obviously the designated driver of the night.  My girlfriend needed a ride home, so that was where I was taking her.

We were in the stage between high school and real lives with husbands and kids.  The time when the world is your oyster and all is indeed right with the world.

Shellie turned on my radio.  After the announcer finished his spiel, a song came on that I had never really paid much attention to.  It was “Roam” by the B-52’s.  I knew the words but had never thought much about the tune.

My girlfriend, on the other hand, squealed in drunken delight and began to sing as loud as she could.

“I hear a wind… Whistling air…. Whispering…. In my ear.”

What can you do but get caught up in the moment?  By the second verse, she and I were cruising towards her home, belting out Roam as loud as we could.  And you know what?  We sounded pretty darn good.

“Roam if you want to!

Roam around the world!

Roam if you want to!

Without anything but the love we feeeeeEEEEELLLLLLLLL!”

Coincidentally, when the song ended, we were just outside her door.  I turned off the radio, and in that instant moment of silence, Shellie looked over and said matter of factly, “I just peed in your seat.”

<moment of silence>

To this day, when Roam comes on the radio, I turn it on, belt it out and look over to see if there is pee in my seat.  And think to myself, “they played my song.”

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