At the risk of sounding obsessed (ok, I am) with Joe's Poppies music, I'll share this:

I was swooping around my car in the dark office parking lot last evening brushing the snow from my car and singing to myself (I thought) one of the songs that didn't make it onto the Poppies EP. It's got a hook-laden hummable melody like most of these tunes. So I'm singing "I saw your striped pants/drop to the kitchen floor/you need a microscope/to see the threats that keep my pounding heart...", and I look up and there's a woman waiting to open her car door next to mine. Did she hear me? I'll never know, but she kept a safe distance.