I'm waiting for the Astronaut vs Caveman pub crawl.

Caveman wins! as most people find creating a convincing astronaut costume to be too much work.

In my experience this is a cat universal,

Yep, I can back that up. Cat under the brake pedal = good times for all! Or so the cat seems to feel.

Dog universal is more like climbing up on the driver's shoulder so they can lean out *that* window, which clearly has the best sniffing. Or something.

Devi wants to be on my head. If she's scared and in unfamiliar territory, that's her safety spot: highest point on me. I've had the vet say I've never seen that before upon entering the exam room and seeing me with a 10 lb cat trying to mimic a hat.

So she gets put in a carrier.

Devi wants to be on my head. If she's scared and in unfamiliar territory, that's her safety spot: highest point on me.

Devi is also my cat, except Señor Sock jumps up to my shoulder. And sometimes he'll jump on my shoulder just to enjoy the view.

What is Locozade?

Oops, I was away, but. It's actually LUCOZADE, and my typing is appalling. It's a sugar drink, like Gatorade, but FIZZY. And it comes in red original flavour, which they use to give people in hospitals, I seem to remember, and a host of new flavours, of which the citrus one is my favourite. They do sports ones too. But all fizzy! I cant be doing with the flat sugar drinks. Blergh.

My default mental car trip is 18 hours with 4 kids in the car, so food is kind of a must.

Yeah, my parents would work around something like this by yelling and stopping for meals.

My mother once pulled over to spank me, my brother and the dog.

stopping for meals

HA. Not with my dad behind the wheel -- he worships fervently at the church of Making Good Time. It's a wonder we didn't all die in horrible car accidents before the age of ten.

My mother once pulled over to spank me, my brother and the dog.

Ha!

I am Cashmere WRT eating in the car.

Weirdly enough, the cat who attacked me was fine uncaged in the car. He liked to sleep on my lap. Yesterday I met a woman who had been attacked by jer kitten and I was all like "go to the doctor! Take your cat to the vet!"

I also had the weirdest thing happen to me today. I had let my car registration lapse because I am weird like that . Yesterday I went to the DMV to register and their computers were down. So I went this morning to another DMV and I couldn't register because I had a parking ticket. But instead of paying the parking ticket there I had to go to the parking violations bureau "somewhere on South Avenue". With visions of a million dollars in back fines in my head, I finally found the parking bureau, where I had to fill out a lot of forms, wait a lot, and find out that I owed $15.00. Which no one told me what was for. After I paid, I still had to wait, so I thought I was still going to have to pay fines, but they called me up and gave me a paper for the DMV. It was strange. So I went to still another DMV that was nearer to the parking bureau and I got to cut in line because I had a raincheck from the other DMV! The DMV was nice, but the parking violations bureau was, weirdly, a. in the parking garage for our convention center, b. completely unexplanitory in that I had no idea WHY I was paying $15, and c, populated with a weird cross section of 30 something artsy looking women lke me and twitching, oddly dressed drug addicts.