put a smile on my face

4:45 pm
I'm driving home from skating. Feeling happy. My knee seems to be ok and I skated the best I have in a month.

Stop at a light. I am in my sticker covered van with skinhead reggae cranked up. A car pulls up next to me. The guy rolls down his window and shouts:
DUDE! WEREN'T YOU AT THE CONCERT ON THURSDAY, WEARING A HAT?

I reply: YEAH.

He says: I SAW YOU AND YOU WERE DANCING LIKE A MADMAN.

I smile. The light changes and I drive away. There are 1 million people in San Jose.

I'm still smiling.