Monday, September 25, 2000

3 a.m. in the Tenderloin

A message for the impatient Impala driver detained in traffic beneath my hotel window at 3 a.m.: I am no expert in physics, but it seems to me that sounding your horn at great length at intervals of exactly 30 seconds will not, as you apparently suppose, alter basic thermodynamic constants and liquiefy the vehicles in front of you, enabling you to proceed unfettered along Larkin Avenue. Please refrain from this activity in the future. Thank you.