"Jokes? No, no, these are manners."

I am back from my sojourn into the world of Harry Potter, joining with the rest of the United States (but apparently with not a single person who I interact with daily) in waiting impatiently for the seventh book. Oh yeah - I finished all six. Last Sunday, I ate a bagel, took the dogs outside once, showered, and spent literally every other waking moment buried in book 6.

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Today, I was driving home during a thunderstorm, and the traffic light went out. Is it weird to get joy from the fact that we all just started treating it like a 4-way stop? Nothing to be excited about here; traffic light's out, everybody stop and go. I just love to see that social compact in action. Just like when we all pull over for emergency vehicles.