I was visiting my girlfriend in Canada last night, and on the way back, there was a long border line. Apparently, Canadians don't work on Good Friday. Slackers.
It was a bright sunny day, so what's a guy to do? He rolls down his windows, turns up his stereo, and belts out songs at the top of his lungs. To my surprise, many of the people mired in wait alongside me appreciated my vocal stylings... or at least that I was a happy guy trying to have fun in a situation most would find at the very least oppressively dull. I wish I had pictures of my newfound fans, but alas, I'll save that for next time.