
1. Don’t honk ’cause you’re mad. The horn is meant to get the attention of other vehicles in potentially hazardous situations in order to prevent harm to yourself or others. It is not meant as a way to express your anger and frustration. But I will allow that if someone hasn’t noticed that the light has changed green or something like that, it is appropriate to give a brief honk to alert the driver.
2. Respect pedestrians. Not only is it the law in most cases, but it just makes sense. There’s no happy endings when cars and people collide. I’m not saying that pedestrians should be able to get away with anything. I just know that cars ignore them a lot. And I think it’s good manners to be on the lookout for people in the streets and to give them the go-ahead to cross the street or whatever. But, I would also concede that sometimes I think it might be worth it for one of those drunk, mad-dashing, late-night bar-goers to get a little nudge from a not-too-fast-moving vehicle to teach them a lesson for their stupidity.
3. I feel I should flip the previous point around for the sake of this list even though pedestrians aren’t drivers. They interact with drivers and are a common source of frustration for me. So, as a pedestrian, Don’t act like the world should stop for you. Just because the law often protects pedestrians doesn’t mean you can be a jack-ass. Cross at crosswalks. Cross elsewhere at your own risk. When cars stop for you when they don’t have to, show your appreciation – a little wave of the hand, nod of the head, whatever.
4. Your tricked out POS doesn’t impress me. When I’m at home or going to the store or whatever else around town there are a few things I don’t want to want to have to deal with. I don’t want to hear your car. That goes for those little rice rockets that sound like angry bees and for those lifted pick-ups with muffler kits (aka, no muffler). I also don’t want to hear your stereo pumping Soulja Boy or Britney Spears or your latest techno mix. Do me and your eardrums a favor and turn it down! And finally, I don’t want to hear you peeling out on my street in your ’88 Civic with the way-too-large spoiler. Save the brake-stands for the high school parking lot, the only place that that was ever cool outside of an actual race track.
5. Turn on your signal light before you start braking to turn. When you brake to turn without signaling first you seem like a crazy person to whoever is behind you. ”Why the heck is buddy slowing down?!” is what they ask themselves (ie. what I ask MYself). Brake, signal – wrong. Signal, brake – right. :)
6. No rolling stops at busy 4-way stops. We all know that you get to go in the order you stop. Rolling stops mess up the whole freaking process. Someone’s slowly rolling towards and through the intersection and meanwhile everyone else is wondering if he’s actually going to stop or if he’s going to keep on moving. This makes what should be a very simple and efficient traffic task needlessly complicated. And while we’re on the subject, there are also the people who, at 4-way stops, stop 20 feet behind the stop line and then go through the intersection as if that was a good enough stop. No. It wasn’t. I’m there thinking that you’ve got another 20 feet and a stop before you go cruising through the intersection. 4-way stops should not be that complicated.
Haha. Just kidding.
I have just over 3 months to train for it. I figure I’m at a pretty decent starting point. I’ve generally been running two or three times a week since I moved here. It’s still pretty intimidating but I think I can pull it off. I’ve been reading up on how to train and they say one of the most important things you can do is to tell people about it so that they can support you through the training and help keep you motivated.
good driver. Cross country trips are sort of relaxing for me. But the thing with driving is that you usually have to share the road with a lot of other people, many of whom don’t necessarily share my attitude about driving. This is definitely true in Southern California. I’m not claiming that drivers here are worse than anywhere else, only that there are many, many of them.
So, this must be one of those Canadian/American cultural differences, or at least Canadian/Southern Californian. At my work (with high school-aged foster kids) I’ve noticed that when the kids want to say they’re going to hit or punch someone they use the word “sock.” ie. “I’m gonna sock you!” 









So the first incident… you may have heard about Michael Phelps’s pot-smoking photo op this last week. Well, the incident came up in conversation at work one day. If you don’t know, I work with teenage foster kids. So one of my coworkers mentions the Phelps incident within earshot of one of the kids. The kid hears this and immediately pipes up and says that that’s impossible, that Michael Phelps would never do drugs. The conviction with which this teen defended Phelps’s innocence struck me. It reminded me how impressionable youth can be and how they can have tunnel vision when it comes to their heroes.
The other incident was part of an episode of the Tyra Banks Show (my cousin watches it and I happened to be in the room during this one, I swear!). Tyra’s guest was a 15 year old girl who wanted to get married to her 18 year old boyfriend, was already living with her boyfriend in her mom’s house, having sex twice a day and taking internet fertility drugs to get pregnant and was totally clueless about real life and parenthood. So at one point during the interview Tyra asks this girl who her idols are. This girl replies that her idol is… Jamie Lynn Spears. Wonderful. And why is she her idol? Because she got pregnant at 16. To be fair, I don’t know much about Jamie Lynn, apparently she’s an accomplished children’s TV actress. I don’t really have any follow up thoughts to this one, I just thought it was ridiculous. Thankfully, this 15 year old girl is not your typical teenager and hopefully her peers have better selection criteria for their role models.
As a child I had my geeky heroes like Marie Curie and Thomas Edison, but I also had my cool heroes like Wayne Gretzky, Michael Jordan, Hulk Hogan and Indiana Jones. But none of them did anything (that I can remember) to ruin their image in my mind. So what I want to know is: Who were your childhood heroes? Did you ever do any crazy things trying to imitate them? Did you ever become disillusioned with any of them? If I think of any more of my own I’ll add them.