Tuesday, July 01, 2008
The Beat Goes On
Today is the first day of a new law here in California.
You must talk on your cell phone "hands free" or...
you get nabbed with a nice little fine. Close to a hundred bucks, is my understanding.
Thank goodness for this new law. After all, now we'll be safe.
Because...while that mom in the mini-van is turning around screaming at her kids, and that guy over there is smoking a cigarette while shaving, and that new teenage driver is applying her mascara while gazing into the rear view mirror, and that 50 something business man is downing In and Out on his way to his next meeting, and that salesman is fiddling around with (no, don't go there) a CD...
at least they won't be holding their cell phones!
So, this afternoon, I crawled into my car, put my earphone in my ear, strategically placed a bag of jelly bellies on the seat that I could easily attack, and set out for the ride home.
As I drove down the infamous 101 Ventura Freeway...I happened to look to my left.
And there it was...I thought I had seen it all in my 52 years. But, apparently I hadn't.
The guy next to me was "playing the steering wheel".
Playing the steering wheel you ask? Yep, that's what I said. He had a set of drumsticks and was drumming on the steering wheel.
And keeping a pretty good beat, I might add.
Now, don't get me wrong, I'm all for safety...I even think it's a good idea to enforce this new cell phone law, but hey...
Seriously? Do you really think cell phones are the only problem out there?
I'm just sayin'.