Tunes, jams, MUSIC

I listen to a pretty good variety of music. Madonna to Metallica, Bach to the Beatles, the Stones to Supertramp.

Thing is, I like to really mix it up in the car.

Luckily, my hubby installed his old car radio in my car - and it has a USB slot. I have an 8GB thumb drive with hundreds of my songs (ripped from MY CDs thankyouverymuch) on it.

My favorite thing to do with my music list is to put it on Shuffle.
Heh.

I refer to it as the "Music Mix of DOOOM".

On my way to work the other morning, I heard Madonna followed by Seals and Croft and the Violent Femmes. Then Metallica followed by Lonestar and Tone Loc.

And yes, I sang along with each song. Like a boss. Ok, like a tone deaf boss - but whatever. At 6:30am no one else should care!

I've been told I actually sing fairly well - but I will only do it in the car. Think the Flintstones - when Barney had to sing for a commercial - they put him in a tub. The episode is called The Flintstone Canaries.

Ahh... good times.

What do you like to listen to?
Any "Car tunes" that you HAVE to have in order to move on down the highway?

I got pulled over...

I got pulled over last night on the way home from work - but it turned out ok.

Normally, I tend to have a "heavy foot" when driving. I live out in the country, and traffic is not anything like it is in the cities. We have open expanses of roads with the occasional tractor and chicken truck.

Anyway, I have been VERY careful lately with my speed. I don't need {cough}another{cough} ticket. Since it is holiday time, the state troopers have been out in force.
I was right on the speed limit. People were passing me - and I noticed someone following closely. Upon mirror examination, I figured it was a state trooper.
Following. Closely.

I followed every traffic law to the letter - turn signals, proper lane changes, proper speed - you know, being a "good driver".
I pulled to a stop at a traffic light - then the trooper pulled in right behind me (even though there was an open lane next to me).
Uh-Oh.
When the light turned green, I moved along - aaaand on came the blues.

Sigh.

I pulled over, turned off my radio, got out my license, and put my hands up on my steering wheel. Yes, I do know the drill thankyouverymuch.

When the officer walked up, I opened my window - he asked for my license and said, "Mrs Womack, you still live at this Martin Address?"
"Yessir."
"You're probably wondering why I pulled you over."
"Yessir."
"Your brake lights aren't working."

I was confused. I asked him if he was sure - because I mostly just let my engine slow me down (remove my foot from the gas).

He said that my turn signals worked and the tail lights worked - but that the brake lights didn't come on.

"I'm going to check out your information, and if everything comes back OK, then I'll let you continue on your way with a verbal warning."

"Thank you, Sir. While you are doing that, I'm calling my husband to tell him about the brake lights."

While he was at his cruiser, I called Jamie and told him what was going on - and I repeatedly tapped the brakes to see if the lights came on.
They didn't. :(

The officer came back and told me to be careful going home. I let him know that I had called my husband, and he would check it out as soon as I got there.

I thanked him, and wished him a happy Thanksgiving.

When I got home, the hubby managed to fix the problem. It was a faulty switch for the brake lights.
So, YAY, it is fixed - and we had a spare, so no cost.
And no ticket.

I wish I had gotten the trooper's name. He was completely polite and professional - and *pleasant*. He was working outside on a freezing night before a holiday - and he was great. I would love to be able to pass that along to whomever keeps track of such things.

I was just so thrilled to NOT be getting a ticket I forgot to get his name.
I was also happy that someone else on the planet was, in fact, looking out for the safety of folks on the road.

If you're traveling - check out your car. Be careful. Be mindful.