The Mobile Vanity

Lately when I'm stuck at a traffic light, I've taken to looking in my rearview mirror at the people waiting in the car behind mine. It's almost amazing how often I'll see people groom themselves while they're waiting at the light. Mostly it's hair straightening, but I've seen a few women put on makeup. I wonder what these people would do if there weren't traffic lights to stop at on their way to wherever they're going. Or what if they got lucky and hit every green light and therefore were unable to put on their makeup? Oh wait, this is Orlando...that would never happen. Amazingly, I actually don't see as many cell phone conversations as I would have thought I'd see. Maybe everyone is getting the message that cell phones and cars don't mix. Well...everyone except for Devon, that is.

Oy. Writers block. I think I hit it. I mean, look at how many entries I've had in the last two weeks... According to the title of this thing, it's supposed to be a weekly column! I've failed. I feel horrible. There's a pain in my gut so strong I think that it's time to quit this whole rant thing... No more ranting for me. Ever.

(I feel obligated to say that the last paragraph in this entry was a complete lie. Not because I actually care about you, the reader. No, it's only because I feel obligated.)