Other popular rules of Pittsburgh driving include
a) Don't use turn signals- you'll give away your next move!
b) If you're behind someone at a red light, and it turns green, and the guy in front hasn't moved within three seconds, you're entitled to lean on your horn.
Me, I try not to tailgate (and if/when I do, because the guy in front of me is going half the speed limit or something retarded like that, I can at least see his rear bumper, m'kay?) and I use my turn signals for everything. But, I do not abide by someone sitting at a green light with a thumb up his ass. Unfortunately, upstate New York drivers are big pusses who'll tolerate anything. Everyone must see my car and think, "Oh no! It's that Pennsylvanian hosebeast who expects me to pay attention while I'm driving!"
I have a girly-doctor appointment tomorrow, my first in over two years. I'm normally not all that nervous about such things, but after my sister's surgery and cancer scare, I'm a tiny bit nervous. I'm sure I'm fine, but if given the chance to worry about something, my brain will gladly do so. In addition to routine matters, I'm going to ask questions about spawning- what we need to be aware of and such. Because, sometime in the next, oh, hundred years or so, Remy and I are planning on that.
Three more horses and it's an Apocalypse, baby!