I am a genius. I have solved the dilemma of world peace.

I have decided that singing in your car is possibly one of the coolest things to do. I was driving home after dropping Kyle off at work and was feeling a showtune coming on, so I turned on le iPod and switched it on over to Wicked. After a few vocal warm-ups (you know...the standard "mama-made-me-mash-my-m&ms" and similar exercises) I put on my Idina Menzel face and belted out a few. It was about halfway through "Defying Gravity" that I came to the conclusion that this world would be a much better place if more of us sang in the car. Yea, sure it's a little embarrassing to be in the middle of a high C and look over to find '40-something Joe' getting a kick out of my musical revue...but you know, what the heck. If that doesn't cheer him up or make him laugh, then let him eat cake (as my friend Marie Antoinette would say). Of course, I could have an alternate agenda here. After all, the more people you have singing, the more vocal problems you have (nodes, nodules, etc), and the more vocal problems you have, the more buisness I have as you friendly neighborhood Speech Pathologist! So no matter what way you look at it, the solution to world peace is solo singing in the vehicle of your choice! Thank you, thank you...I'll be here 'til Thursday. Singing of course.