Recently, I got stuck in traffic behind the most terrifying driver I've ever seen. She was swerving in and out of the lane, at one point driving completely in the oncoming traffic's lane. Her speed was erratic, she got herself stuck in traffic cones at one point, and she scared me senseless. She was a danger to herself, and to everyone around her. I thought she must be drunk or high, but when I got a look at her, I realized she was just very, very old, and potentially heavily medicated. I drove near her for as long as possible because for some reason I just wanted to watch her and make sure she was ok. We finally turned different directions, but I still think of her sometimes and wonder if she made it to her destination safely.

Since that day, I've worried about older drivers. I don't think there should be an age cutoff, since infirmities set in for different people at different times, but I would advocate for some kind of testing.

I've also joked that once my parents get old enough, I might put a "How's my driving?" bumper sticker on their cars with my number on it, because all I could think about when I saw that woman was how much I wanted to let her kids know what was going on, to let someone know that she wasn't safe.

My parents don't think that joke's particularly funny.

I'm an accounting major. My tassel's "drab"? That is... hilarious.

darn... I'd like an I Heart Sci Fi shirt, black, S.

It's used for picking up nuts off the ground. I've gathered crazy amounts of pecans with them... I only hope i was using it correctly!