The pick up comes in the heart of San Francisco, a woman, and her (likely) father. They are chatty, and we get to talking about music.
A brief word about the in-flight entertainment on board my Honda hybrid. It varies between three options.
1) Fairly rarely, a ball game. The A's are good this year, and I've occasionally pulled up an NBA game as well.
2) The local NPR station (here in the Bay Area, that's KQED). The nice part about NPR is that it tends to drain the knucklehead out of people. Also, anyone that's really enthused about this choice is usually capable of a good conversation from. So NPR is a go-to, a lot.
3) My iPod, which will be on Random Shuffle Play. Option 3 has nearly 8,000 songs since it has my own stuff, as well as work from my wife and kids' collections. It also has some work that I don't even know about...
Like, well, R Carlos Nokai.
Which came on, without me doing anything, DURING THE CONVERSATION. (Which made said passenger more than a little freaked out for the remainder of the ride, but I think she got over it. Not sure I have.)
There are Rideshare Gods, folks. And they are Trickster Gods...