Red means stop and green means go

You have to be a complete moron not to know that you stop at the red light and go at the green.

That said, I might bite my tongue next week when I trot off to the local DMV (Department of Motor Vehicles) for my drivers' license. Oh boy, this should be fun. I've been driving for about 11 years - okay, illegally, but still. And as it turns out, I need a license to drive on the streets here - and to get credit and auto insurance. Go figure!

So I have printed out all 64 pages of the driving bible and will be spending the next few night studying furiously so that I can pass this blasted test. I need to get wheels so I can get around. I am sick and tired of being confined to the office or my apartment. So DMV, here I come. Smile, be pleasant and put on your best "I'm foreign, but I know the rules" voice.

I don't know why I need to get this license thing though. With the way that people here drive, one would think that obeying the laws of the road were optional. Wish me luck.