My friend Charlie and I were driving on D.C.’s Beltway, and there was a major traffic slowdown — actually more of a standstill. (As in, over a half hour.)
I was playing the 5th Dimension’s greatest hits in the car. I turned it ‘way up and we got out of the car, singing along and doing modern interpretive dance to the songs. The other drivers carefully averted their faces. When the traffic finally began to move, we got back in the car.
I reminded him of this recently. He said, “I don’t remember that. I was probably drunk.”