[gmku]

Yeah, it sort of was Larry David like. I even sounded like Larry David when I yelled at the guy, sort of raspy but loud and belligerent, "Hey, asshole..." and then as he sped off I gave him sort of a Larry David stare down and when he was safely enough down the road, flipped him the finger.

Now what would Hank Moody have done? Probably would have calmly just stopped, let the truck past, and stared stone-faced at the guy from behind dark glasses.

I was wearing dark glasses. And my black T-shirt and jeans. I should have just gone with the Hank Moody. I don't think I looked terribly dignified. And then even less so with the pony-tail-guy gaffe.

More Larry David when I get home--my wife is pissed because apparently I have been hiding from her the fact that I burned the carpet in the bedroom with the iron. I dropped it the other day, immediately picked it up, but it left just the hint of an iron-shaped "stain." And this happened because it was 5.30 in the morning and I was tired, but doing her a favor and ironing her clothes for work.

So now I'm in the dog house for "keeping this" from her.

"I forgot," I said. "I meant to tell you. It was an honest mistake. I don't go around dropping irons on the carpet every day."

"Uh huh, right. Leave me alone, I want nothing to do with you right now."

What if the truck HAD run me over? What then? Then she'd be sorry, all right, yes sir.

Jesus, what a day.