Worst. Driver. Ever. /comic book man

[webbgirl]

When you take the bus to work every morning, you learn which drivers are good and which ones make you want to flee in terror.  I got a double dose of the flee in terror kind today.  The first driver, I'm always convinced she's going to end up just running into something or tipping us over in Laurel Canyon.  Yikes.  The second driver...my grandmother drives faster.  He rode the brake the entire way down Ventura Blvd. this morning.  Made me a bit on the woozy side.  At the same time there was this harpie in the back of the bus yelling at him to go faster.  It's put me in quite a lovely mood to start my work day.  *sigh*

So, any happy things?  And yarr I know it's Talk Like A Pirate day, so share something else happy with me.  I so command it. (Clearly I'm better at imperiousness than piratical.)