The Ice Cream truck came down our street today.
This particular truck has been around off and on all summer. We know it's the same truck because of the song it plays. It's a slightly discordant music-box type tune, horribly repetitive and unnecessarily cheerful, yet oddly disturbing at the same time. It's like something that would be on the soundtrack if Stephen King were reading aloud from Cinderella.
(Bling-eee-blingetty Blingy-bling Buh-blingy-blingy Bling Bling!)
And keeps going and going and going. It's like "The Song That Never Ends", only less melodic. Or like "John Jacob Jingleheimer Schmidt" performed by Nine Inch Nails.
I know, horrifying.
So it was about 34 degrees Celsius out today, not including the dreaded humidity factor.
"That's right Jennifer, it's a sweltering 34 degrees out there today, but with the humidity, it's going to feel like the surface of the sun! Be sure to wear plenty of sunblock, ha ha ha!"
"Thanks Jim! Now here's Shemvit with a look at traffic!"
So mom and I were sitting quietly reading when suddenly we heard the first plaintive notes of the "Devil's Ice Cream Adventure" song. I had just enough time to look up and say, "Hey! It's the...", when the truck blasted by faster than the F22's from last week's Air Show. Keep in mind this is a side street. With two schools and a park. A posted school zone. This guy put Michael Schumacher to shame.
I'm not completely certain, but I think he really didn't want any customers today. I think he just wanted to finish his route, get home and get out of the heat as fast as possible. I guess I can't blame him though. It was miserable.
Of course, mom pointed out something else. He drives that thing all day. He probably just wants to get away from the horrible music.
(Bling-eee-blingetty Blingy-bling Buh-blingy-blingy Bling Bling!)
Madness!
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