zen and the art of roadtrips

I love driving, especially alone.
There's something wonderful that can happen in your brain when your conscious mind is absorbed with negotiating turns, flipping to low-beam for oncoming traffic, watching for deer and stopped cars... while all that is going on, your subconscious is able to hum along by itself and get all sorts of work done.

...sometimes this process is aided by music; oftentimes the repetition of a particular song.

Thank god for CD players; for years I was stuck with re-winding the cassette tape over and over - now I can just put the thing on 'repeat' and enjoy my uninterrupted reverie.

There are drawbacks, however. Without having to re-wind anything, the uninterrupted reverie can sometimes go on uninterrupted for many hours... like, the whole length of the trip.

For example, there was one instance when I was listening to Kermit the Frog sing about how "It's not easy bein' green... having to spend each day the color of the leaves..." - I put it on repeat and didn't realize till I reached Oneonta over four hours later that it was still going.

The song being 2 minutes and 14 seconds long, that means I listened to it at least 108 times, without a break.

I wonder if that's worthy of a World Record?
Or maybe someone will arrive soon to cart me away.