Originally posted Jan 6, 2012 on FB

Some days..
Last night, in southern Ohio, I received an official - verbal - request from the Ohio State Troopers. 

It all started with Beethoven's 9th. The 9th is, arguably, the head-bangingest piece of music ever written.. so, I was scooting down the highway.. um.. head banging.

I admit, I was not paying close attention to my driving (late, no traffic..) So, of course, my heart fled the scene when those pretty blue lights popped on behind me. 

Sitting there like a deer in the headlights of a 757, I greeted the officer with the usual "Good evening, officer" all the while, thinking "oh shit"

He looked at me with a kind of.. well..bemused expression on his face. "I'm just making sure you're ok. I saw you when you passed and..well, you were flailing around in the cab. A lot. It caused me some concern."

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pregnant pause
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I completely lost it. It took me minutes to control my laughing to the point where I could explain to the poor man what was going on. Hence the official request:

Please, no headbanging while driving.

This morning, my ribs STILL hurt.