Today I experienced a rare but delightful commuter joy. While riding the A to work this morning (late, because I'm increasingly unmotivated to get out of bed, or rather increasingly inclined to grant myself a reprieve from going to the gym in honor of CMJ...) I heard what sounded like Le Tigre "Deceptacon," but a tinny version, like it was coming through my headphones and my iPod had secretly turned itself on* while jostling around my purse with notepads and nail files and cell phones and my Kindle, which it likes to do sometimes, resulting in things like a dead battery at the gym the next morning (which, of course, was not a problem this morning because of CMJ, even though I stayed home and watched "The Office" last night instead of going out and so had no excuse to sleep in). So I fished around in my purse, only to find that my iPod was not, in fact, on and playing "Deceptacon." But it was still playing, and it was definitely Le Tigre. So I looked around, and determined that the music was actually coming from the headphones of a boy across the aisle who was pretty well obstructed by the other subway passengers, but who seemed to be pretending to sleep (pretending, because if his music was loud enough for me to hear it and identify the song, there's no way he was asleep -- that said, normally people whose music you overhear on the subway are listening to something really terrible that you'd rather not hear and/or are singing along absentmindedly, so I'm willing to forgive this small transgression because he avoided so many other, larger ones).

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EU1CDSP7FRk

*Confession: For a long time, when my iPod would turn itself on it would play "Girlfriend" by N'Sync and Nelly, because I had N'Sync in my iPod as *NSync, and the asterisk apparently appears before all the letters in the alphabet. Eventually, I changed the punctuation so that A.C. Newman "Miracle Drug" now plays when it's turned itself on.