The Agony and the Ecstasy

I spent most of this morning taking online driver's education, which for those of you who aren't familiar with the concept is clicking through ~1,000 slides of obvious advice like "Service your vehicle regularly" and "Accidents on freeways are more severe due to high speeds." In short, it's torture, 30 USD worth of torture to make sure you think twice about exceeding the speed limit near one of our fine lads in black. Including the ~ 300 USD fine. At least I was able to hang out on IRC during the entire course. That and they helpfully electronically file the fact that you pass the necessary exam with the Santa Clara County Courthouse, so I guess I shouldn't complain too much.

Having spent the morning amongst flash-based mini-movies with a gift for either profoundly stating the obvious or seriously advising you "Image Not Found," I thought I'd escape the computer for awhile. So I read.

Book was incredibly compelling. Melissa Holbrook Pierson ++. I find it odd that two of the best books I've read lately, this one and this one, were purchased by Ben at the airport. He didn't read them though. I need to send him traveling more often.

Ben's Mum Raewyn is in town, so we're heading out soon for dinner at Chef Chu's. Life is good.