Traffic was way backed up on Rte. 100 as I was walking home from the train yesterday, which meant I could walk along 100 instead of taking the less trafficked back roads. It was a gorgeous evening; if you own a convertible, you had it out.

What I heard from the three convertibles I passed who were stuck in traffic:

* “I’ll Be Back” by the Beatles. Thirtysomething guy in shades in a black BMW.

* “Beast of Burden” by the Rolling Stones. Fortysomething guy in an ill-fitting red Beetle.

* “Tales of Brave Ulysses” by Cream. Blue-collar guy in a non-descript gold shitbox.

If this keeps up, I may leave the iPod at home.

(And sorry for the Billy Joel reference in the headline. It’s a Long Island thing.)