Merely kooky or completely insane?

Ok. Today I think I crossed the line from mere eccentricity to actual insanity.

As I was making my grand tour of the backroads of Halton Hills and Wellington County, I was listening to my Barenaked Ladies Greatest Hits CD.

Now here's where I realized I had actually gone insane.

I reached down and turned down the volume.

Why?

So I could hear myself talk to myself.

Then I realized what I did and turned the volume back up... just to prove that I didn't have to have the music quiet to hear myself berate myself for having to turn the volume down in the first place.

Then I shut up.

Sigh...