I think in my entire time being alive and living in Iowa I have been honked at while driving possibly twice, and in both occasions the honk served to warn me that soon my car would violently collide with someone else's unless I slammed on the brakes. In my time in Seattle I have been honked at, given sarcastic thumbs-ups, been flipped off and been honked at some more. Now, I'll let you know that if you live in Iowa, and drive to Seattle, you will be in the top 1% driving skill wise. Seattle drivers don't even deserve the title driver. Someone just gave them cars and screamed, "do what you will!"
So this morning I'm driving to work, sun is shining, I'm singing a long to a song about pretty girls by the band fun.. (Do I need the second period?) Nothing seems better, I am in great spirits, and by golly, the band's name is fun.. So as I merge off the highway in an entirely legal and nobody-inconveniencing-in-the-slightest-way sort of way but some guy in a blue car has to slam on his horn, and pass me with a big mocking thumbs up out the window. Sure he feels better for letting out some of his pent up rage, but he has certainly soured my spirits in an unnecessary way. I'm a dweller so now all my thoughts of pleasantries and sunny skies have reverted to hating Seattle once again. YOU KNOW WHAT GUY? Today I refuse to hate you Seattle, you are beautiful today and I intend to enjoy it.
The other day, I am at a stop sign, hoping to cross the road, and see a car coming in the perpendicular road, I have plenty of time so I choose to go, this woman doesn't have to slow down, alter her driving pattern or even sweat it, she is not going to come within 100 yards of hitting me. she honks, loud.
I'm just guessing here, but my assumption is that the manufacturer's intention with the horn is to allow drivers to warn other drivers of impending doom, not to passive aggressively express rage.
Another quick thing. Leash laws. I think they're legit. I know when I'm running, and some bigass dog comes walking by with no owner in sight I think to myself "Oh crap, I'm about to get bit and have to fight off a dog" The owner comes up from behind a few hundred feet back and now my thought is "oh good, at least know when I get bit, he can help me fight the dog off" It's not that big of a deal folks. I've seen it too many times, my neighbors dog was mostly nice, but sometimes something would trigger it and he'd bite. After about 3 times they had to put him down. Easily prevented by keeping the dog on a leash. Just put the dog on a leash, a small sacrifice for a little added safety, no matter how nice your dog is.
Also, I love pastries. Muffins are my favorite, but donuts are right up there, and cake. Top Pot donuts out here in Seattle, you would be the death of me were you not a drive away. Seriously, you bake it, I'll eat it. If there were to be a heaven, it would be me, in a big comfy recliner, just stuffing my face with various pastries, never filling, unless I needed a break, and never getting obese. AHHHHH WHAT A LIFE.
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