I'm a lasagna boy!

American Cyc-o.

The roundabouts are really irritating. I was walking through the intersection of Scott and Page this evening, and two cars didn't even slow down as they drove around the temporary traffic circle. I hucked a copy of American Psycho at the second car, a BMW. The smack of the paperback hitting the lacquered car was satisfying, but the car still didn't slow down. At all. I cracked the spine of the book, which I'd just found on the sidewalk.