Boston was singing a classic tune and I caught myself cutting out my Christmas cards to his beat. The scissors following along with his du du du dum, bu bu bu bum. Strange.
A few nights ago we were driving down the road and my headlights were reflecting back at me from the car ahead. They kind of looked like eyes staring at me. So, Well, I winked at them! Strange.
I think this happens when I'm spacing it, and not really realizing what I'm doing. Very appropriate times( I've just realized ), like while handling sharp objects and driving a car!