I think we can all pretty much agree that FL has THE WORST drivers. So, the sound of horns honking is the symphony of the highway. People honk if you don’t press on the gas .02 seconds after the light turns green. And they honk if they think you are going to come into their lane. Mason, my stepson for those of you that are new here, is the latter of those 2 examples. He just moved here and to say he HATES driving here is an understatement. We often talk on his way home from work. And I’m pretty sure I’ve never not heard him honk and scream at a driver in any of those conversations.
So, we were talking the other night, and he says, “My horn is sounding funny.” I said, “Like it sounds like it’s going out?” And I made a sound effect that we both laughed at. And he says, “Yes!”
Now, I had 2 ways to approach this situation. I could have told him it’s because he honks the shit out of it and he’s wearing it out, tough luck kid. OR…you already know.
I explained to him that he could just go down to the nearest Auto Zone and get a can of horn fluid and just recharge it. You know, like how you recharge your AC. Just ask those guys at the desk and they will tell you where it is in the store.
<Long pause>
The thought of him going into an auto parts store, where he clearly does not belong, and asking them for horn fluid and him getting so PISSED at me was way too funny in my little brain. I laughed and ruined the entire thing. Dammit.
The pause was to see if I was pulling shit over on him because he believed me for a minute. Can you tell this isn’t his first rodeo with me? I’m sure I *might be the cause of some childhood trauma for him and his sister. Listen, if my sisters and I had to endure it, then so do they. Nothing a little therapy peppered in with a strong cocktail of medications won’t fix. Crippling anxiety and nervous habits are all the rage these days. It’s fine.
Enjoy some Northern CA and Redwoods photos. And go. Because it’s beautiful.
