I Finally Figured Out How to Honk My Horn

You'd think after having my car for four years, I would know how to honk the horn correctly. Well, I've always had a hard time finding the "sweet spot." Sometimes I feel like I'm about to sprain a finger after pushing the center of the steering wheel in feverish haste.

The other day, I inadvertently figured out where the horn likes to be pushed. I guess I was resting my hand on the steering wheel in a new and interesting way -- a way I'd never rested it before. I was sort of pushing a little bit, I guess, and the horn honked. It half scared me, I wasn't expecting it.

I always thought it should be easier to honk the horn in my car. At times I've even thought that since it was so hard to push that it might get stuck and my horn would be blaring until it wore out or something (there must be a fuse that can be removed?). Well, never fear. After hours upon hours of my fondling of the steering wheel, I found out how to use it in a different way.

The moral of the story is, just when you think you know, you really have no idea. This applies to more than just car horns. Yes.

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I just watched an old film for the first time ever, a classic. Kudos to anyone who can identify this line: "Of all the gin joints, in all the towns, in all the world, she had to walk into mine."

I love cheese.