Heading home from work.
Stopped at red light on East Micheltorena Street.
Just as light changes, guy behind me starts honking.
Jeezz, I’m thinking, chill out (or … Go back to L.A., ya kook, as we used to say in the ’60s).
Next thing I know … guy changes lanes, so he’s driving right next to me. Road rage?!
He looks through his window at me. Gestures and mouths empathically,
YOOUUR GLLAASSES AARRE ONNN YOOUUR TRUUNNK!
Ahhh, life in Santa Barbara.
Honkers
