Road Rage

I read an article today about some of the consequences that come with using a cell phone while driving. The federal government is creating an educational campaign against "distracted driving," reinforced by an array of new state laws against texting or talking on a cell phone while driving. Some penalize the behavior; others even criminalize it. I think it is safe to say that if you have a drivers license, you are guilty of having talked on a cell phone while driving; this is especially true if you got your license before the cell phone ban in 2008. Well I'm definitely unable to kick the habit. Driving a car has not prevented me from answering a call, nor has has it prevented me from texting or tweeting occasionally. I read another article recently which stated that a cell phone is not more distracting than eating, changing a cd (oh wow, I don't even use cds anymore), looking at scenery, etc. Funny enough, I can't remember ever eating while driving, or changing a cd, so I have no experience as to how distracting those activities are. But for the record I don't find talking on a cell phone distracting. A few months ago I read another article which stated that holding a cell phone isn't distracting, what's distracting is the actual conversation. This got me thinking, how is a cell phone conversation any different than a conversation with a passenger? I've been in my far share of cars with "lively" people, and would have to say that there is no way a cell phone conversation is more distracting than a chatty passenger.

On a lighter note, the weather today was typical of a California spring day, the only problem is that it's winter. So today after class when I opened the door to my room, and it was horribly warm. I decided to turn on my ceiling fan, but since the fan doesnt have extentions to the light and fan switches I had to stand on a chair. Unfortunately, the only chair I have is my desk chair, which has wheels and spins. I stepped onto the chair, but somehow the momentum caused me to spin around, and since I have nothing near by to stop myself I felt I was on an episode of Double Dare, minus the slime. I think I spun around at least twice before I was able to turn the fan to the setting I wanted.