I wasn't fully awake, but I could have sworn I heard an ice cream truck playing a faster-than-usual version of "O Canada" on my street this afternoon. That's not a bad way to be awakened. After all, it's difficult to work up any ire toward a truck driving by with ice cream that people want.
I'm glad that everything in life doesn't work that way, though. I'd be angry, for instance, if I could only purchase health insurance when a truck drives by at unexpected intervals playing Pink Floyd's "Money."
