For me, when I'm driving I need a constant playlist of grade A jams. Most of the time I rely on the familiar and formulated playlists of my iPOD. Sometimes though, I decide to add a little spice, variety and gamble to my life by listening to the radio. Most of the time I am annoyed by the inane commentary and repetitious music variety of the radio, but sometimes you stumble upon a nugget of gold. Today, was such a day. 

Having a little Saturday brunch with my roommate and mom and we stupidly forgot the champagne; for no brunch is truly complete without mimosas. As I slid into my 1989 Ford Sho - which has had a check engine light on for weeks - and turned on my car, the epic threesome of Wilson Phillips blared through over my stereo with the iconic song "Hold On". 

What happened immediately afterward could only be described as gay temporary insanity. I both gasped and squeled at the same time, turned the volume up on full blast, and began to sing as scenes from their picturesque mountain music video played in my mind. 

It's not that you're gay for liking Wilson Phillips or even knowing the entire song word for word, it's more that you're gay if you proceed to turn your Saturday afternoon drive to purchase Champagne into an epically staged performance ripe with choreography and off-key singing. I think I might have terrified the biker next to me at the stoplight; or perhaps he secretly began singing the song as I drove away. Here is the music video if you would like to relive the experience; rull of awkward mom jeans, boots, and Carnie looking like a Texan undertaker. 

Happy Weekend!!!