I’ve been riding the bike to work, but this morning, sleepy, very sleepy, I took the subway. I had my iPod, with my eclectic mix of songs spanning many genres, and a recent acquisition on it: “perfect as cats : a tribute to the cure”

I was partially asleep the entire time, listening to the songs, one ear picking up my transfer stations’ name.  Then shuffle to another platform, get in and repeat the “snooze mode”.

Upon arrival to my destination, I amble out, head into mall food territory and line up for muffin/coffee combo.  The iPod still playing my oft-heard album songs; I live in “Shuffle” mode.

With my 2nd breaky in hand, I head for the escalator and step into the light and fresh air.  A song shuffles in, one that has yet to loose it’s “almost new” status:  ”Love Cats by Katrine Ottosen”  Nice… I’m waking up with a smirk … a bounce in my step … mumbling in my brain the lyrics, miss-pronouncing the “love cats” as “lolcats” and smirking even more.

Enjoy the song via YouTube.

I’m now curious for a listen to “Hollywood, Mon Amour”, an import CD from France, contains “Eye of the Tiger” by Katrine.