As I was biking up Flamingo towards the I-15 overcrossing, I saw a burly guy off in the early-morning gloom making a lot of noise. I decided that it was probably a good move to just give him the sidewalk, so I hopped off the curb into the street.
As I got closer, he turned out to be holding an MP3 player with earbuds in his ears, singing along loudly, badly to "Under Pressure" by Queen.
When I got parallel to him, I gave him a big grin. I don't know if he was suddenly embarrassed or if it was the sight of my yellow shirt, but he abruptly stopped.
Now that I think about it, he was just about to the part which would have had him belting out, "You gotta give love one more chance".
I can't stop smiling.
Or get "Under Pressure" out of my head.