I'm not sure why people are so angry in the morning, even before getting on the freeway, to wit, I turn onto the two-lane entrance ramp and for some reason the traffic's piled up on one side so I pick the other, closer to the annoying light. I've now advanced past Asian サラリーマン in White Sequoia at the back, and he turns to me, and above all the environmental noise and through my cracked moon roof, says, "What the fuck are you doing?" I wave him by with a look that I can only describe as letting the baby have his bottle, not particularly inclined for a rolled up-sleeve confrontation at 7am on the 405, and wonder why he gotta do a brother like that. That deal confirmation not come in by e-mail yet? His wife get on his case again for not living south of 183rd? It just isn't worth it. Be like the Buddha.