Heh. I actually think LA drivers are way better than most I've encountered. Sheer volume means I see a fair amount of bad driving, but overall they're way more civil and careful--and I commute 60+ miles through the thick of it every work day!

I grew up in NJ, and I can't remember any other state being criticized for its driving skills. Sometimes we'd get annoyed at New York City people cutting across lanes on the highway.

After driving in the SW and East Coast, LA drivers are comparatively goddamned polite and orderly. My parents reached the same conclusion almost 40 years ago, when they moved from LA to Boston. After driving into work once in Boston, he decided to take the bus.

Billytea, please to pass the monitor cleaning tools.

Be sure to pay extra attention to between the toes. [link]

don't think they dig better than anywhere else

Is this why my car has a shovel in it?

Is this why my car has a shovel in it?

I figured the reason for the shovel is closely tied to the reason for the body bags.

Damn iPhone. Didn't even see that one.

One of my students today, out of nowhere, asked me what ethnicity I am. This is something like the third time this week that someone's asked me that.

I'm watching a show about a family traveling around the country in an RV. They've got four kids, who they're homeschooling. It looks kind of interesting. I'm kind of trying to figure out the logistics, though. There was one week when they were selling fireworks in a parking lot. They said that they usually don't do that, but needed to get some money that week. I'm trying to figure out how they found this job -- it seemed like they went there already knowing that that was what they were going to do, but I can't figure out how.

billytea's Scenes of International Drivers had me in stitches. HIGHlarious.

InBartlebyNews, I mentioned a problem he had in his bumular region in October.

I've been treating it myself and the interwebs told me it was a condition that would likely persist for the rest of his doggy years.

I took him to the vet today to rule out some concerns that were...um...concerning me...and discovered that a) he does not have a tumor (yay!) and the fistula is not as deep as such things usually are. So. There is a chance it isn't that at all. The doc took a culture and believes we might actually be able to heal up the wound without surgery or caustic chemical intervention. Both of which were options I did not want to entertain.

My sigh of relief was so great, it pointed out how very stressed I've been about this for 4 months. I really do have mad sublimation skillz...sometimes to my ungood.

Here's hoping the culture comes back with a label that says 'apply this safe chemical and all will be well.'

My favorite part about this whole conversation is that it reminds me that I never drive anywhere. Which is a Good Thing, in my book. Yay for NYC.

Though I am driving to Vermont in a couple of days, but it's vacation. Special occasion.

I just had two tutoring clients in a row, preparing for the ISEE (a private high school entrance exam). I love working with 7th and 8th graders one-on-one, especially the somewhat artsy ones like these two. So much fun. Looks like we're going to be working regularly, which is great, both financially and sanity-wise.

If I stay in NYC after next year, I'm definitely going to try transitioning to full-time tutoring. It's hard to keep up a base of clients, but I just love working one-on-one so much, and the pay scale for it here is pretty amazing.