aaauugggghhhh

At 2 a.m. this morning someone that I hope is not an actual neighbor of mine ripped me from sleep, screaming someone's name over and over in rapid succession - resembling, in sound, a machine gun except there was so much out-of-control fury in his voice that I can't believe he didn't drop dead when he was done screaming. The only reason I know he didn't is because he then got into a car and sped away - this, too, was done loudly - and it took awhile to get back to sleep. Mostly because I was wondering if he went to go get a gun or something.

I'm from the valley, okay? Mild parking confrontations scare me.

Anyway, I woke up less than refreshed. It would be all right if the sun would just come out.

Amen to better driver's ed and cell phone laws. They must have the technological means of making those driving simulators more realistic - and throw more curveballs at you. For instance, if your blindly pissed-off neighbor comes at you from zero to 60 before it can even occur to you that you haven't had your brakes checked in awhile, what do you do? And throw in a grandma who doesn't see you and doesn't care that she's edging into your lane with her Buick, and at the same time, have an SUV-driving soccer mom cut off you and grandma while she orders take-out on her cell phone and changes the Baby Mozart DVD in the backseat player at the same time.

Oh yeah, and there should be a nationwide ban on babies and cell phones in movie theaters.

Have a lovely day. I'm off to Colonial America.