That's GREAT!

I was riding down the street in Santa Fe (tourist mecca, groovey place where a good contingent of the beautiful people hang out) and ended up behind this guy who was rollerblading down the middle of the street. He was wearing the perfect rollerblader's outfit -- dayglo shorts, elbow and wrist pads, helmet, etc. -- and just groovin' along looking at the scenery, bein' Joe Cool, completely oblivious to the ever-lengthening line of cars now behind him. So I, being the first car behind him, thought I should just give the horn a wee toot to draw his attention to the parade he was leading.

I tootled very gently on the horn, one short little "beep," and that was it. He instantly turned around, flipped me off and absolutely SCREAMED: "CHILL THE F**K OUT, you ASSHOLE!!!"

Certainly a living, breathing advertisement for the mellow life, that one.

WW