My latest shameful pleasure? Playing air guitar and dancing while I'm listening to music. Heh. And I tend to really get into it too. You know. Dancing around like Elaine...my legs and arms gesticulating wildly. Spinning around with the air guitar like a madman.

My tip? Do this kind of crazy crap in the privacy of your own homes.

If you, like me, do this while walking down the street, people will think you've gone completely ape. Either that or they think you have one of those faulty heart pacemakers that's going on the fritz again. I did it this afternoon and a grandmother at the park looked at me as if I had gone bezerk. There was that momentary look of awe which was quickly overcome by the usual look they give me--the one of contempt and incredulity.

At this point they usually break out the pepper spray and cattle prods. Aiyee.