Ok, so thanks to the wonderful system of people knowing people, Rico, the august personage of jade and myself are currently in training to become Proposition Players for a company that works with the local casinos.

If you don't know what a prop player is...go look it up. You clearly have internet access, so it's no skin off of your ass to use a search engine.

In that time, I have learned a few things:

* I am one of those people that yells at the other cars/drivers/pedestrians on the road. If nothing else, I intend to not display this behaviour in front of anyone who may be a passenger in my car...with the probable exception the grosser violations.

* People drive like shit. Nobody signals, everyone's too goddamned slow. I feel safer on the freeway than I do on the city streets and the way everyone talks to me about driving, I don't think it's supposed to be that way.

* I continue to learn at my own pace, no matter what. With that in mind, I will probably be on with slowest half of people to learn certain aspects of the job.

* I can't park for shit. I suspect I'll enjoy going to places that have valet parking in the future. On that note, however, Altimas don't seem to show any of my minor bumper escapades.

* I am a better and worse driver now that my fear has dropped considerably. Instead of stupid mistakes, I make careless ones. Daily I become more convinced that I'm going to die behind the wheel. The only other thing I'm more certain of is, if that happens, my passengers will all survive (with no more than minor cuts/bruises) to collude among themselves and lie to the insurance company and the jury, saying it was the other driver's fault. To quote the Great Shatner, "I've always known I'd die alone."

Fuck.

In less than 24 hours, it'll be Halloween. The day after that, I have to begin writing.

Fuck!