New York drivers are something special

I have learned many things about New York City in the six months we have lived here. One such thing is that New York drivers love using that car horn. Anyone who has spent time in NYC will know that the traffic is very noisy and that drivers here are an impatient bunch. If you are driving and find yourself stopped at a light, if you are not away the split second the light turns green you are guaranteed to hear an obnoxious cacophony rising up behind you. Not sure why NYC traffic lack the decorum of drivers in any other cities I have been to, maybe it is because...I can't even come up with anything funny here. (cont)

Side note - just watching the dog dreaming and its very cute to see him twitching and snorting

(cont) I know we are in a fast paced city full of movers and shakers but just leave ten minutes earlier that way you wont have to be so impatient.

I have seen people honking in ridiculous situations. I have seen people honk when they can clearly see up the street to where traffic is gridlocked. Where are people to go? The average car horn is not empowered with Moses' talents to part obstacles. The line of cars are not magically going to part by you making some noise to tell everyone else stuck in the same jam of your inability to wait.

But yesterday I saw honking in the most ridiculous of situations. Walking down 9th Avenue to my improv practice I heard that familiar sound of annoyed vehicular operators and turned to look at the inevitable clusterfuck. And what did I see? A fire engine! Not a fire engine out for a Wednesday night cruise but one that was responding to an emergency call! The guys were disconnecting their hoses from the water supply in the middle of the street and people were honking them. I guess the post-911 respect for the FDNY has expired and now they merely get treated like the rest of us proles.

Is the plural of nemesis nemesises or nemisi?

It turns out to be nemeses, I am sure one of those bright spelling bee kids would have told me. Any way I ask because currently the dog, Thomas Jefferson, is being tormented by his nemeses, the two squirrels that run around the rooftop of the house next door and on our window ledges.

I have no doubt that they know what they are doing, you can see it in their eyes (squirrels are not 24/7 for nuts like most people think). They like to sit as near to our windows as they can get and stare in as Tommy looks back and it drives him wild. I am not sure he would know what to do with a squirrel should he catch one but boy does he want the chance. He becomes quite mesmerized by their squirelly antics and it really gets him excited. One time Tommy actually leapt at an open window to get at one and had it not been for the screen on the window he would have got quite a surprise falling from a third story window.

Tommy actually got so excited he just left me a little present in his litter tray, that is right he is house trained (now if only we could train him to flush it). But know he is back to spying on his mortal enemies who I suspect are planning an attack on the apartment, an attack which I hope Tommy will protect us from. Squirrels may be bat shit crazy but Thomas Jefferson can mix it up when he needs to.