So this post inspired me to write about how Brandon taught me to start using my horn. When I first came to California, I was pretty much afraid to honk. I figured that if I honked out here at some one for cutting me off, they would take out their rifle of choice and shoot me. The cops would chase them down, but after learning that I'd honked, they'd shrug it off and simply say, "Out of towner."

But, Brandon taught me otherwise. He sees honking the horn not as a privilege, but as a responsibility. As a good vehicle-operating citizen, you're supposed to honk at those who are driving like idiots. How else will they know? Laying on the horn for a few seconds might make the errant person say, "Hey, maybe I should get off this phone, save my dinner until I get home and stay off the median." Or at least embarrass them enough to stop them from running over you with their SUV. Either one will do.