Today’s re-tread Thursday feels like a good fit, mainly because I worried about turning little Rocket Man into a rocket every time I had to stomp the breaks this morning.
My commute is short, but fraught with peril because of the density of terrible drivers. There are the veering texters, the oblivio-mobiles of doom and the cannot-spare-a-life-to-catch-this-light types all around.
How can this still be surprising? Dunno, but that’s why people get dash cameras: to marvel at the sea of stupid all over again.
So, if you haven’t read it, please visit What can I do about bad drivers? from 2013.
It probably won’t help, but it will make you feel better, I bet.
Love,
yermom
askyermom 
Waddaya think?