As I was driving my SUV (in first gear to get the revs up really high, as is my wont) by myself into the office today with the AC cranked, all the windows down and smoking a Cuban cigar, they announced on the radio that today was a Spare the Air day in the Bay Area. “That’s good,” I thought as I passed a school bus with blinking yellow lights (stupid kids trying to cross the street, I almost spilled my Venti Caramel Macchiado swerving to not hit some six year-old), “we need to have more of those around here. The smog is going to get really bad this Summer.”
Parking my car in the lot, I left the engine running and the AC on so that my car isn’t too hot when I go home at 6:00 this evening. (Now, before you get all angry at me, it’s on low. Jeez!)
