I have never been very good with traffic signals. I get confused as to when I should be moving forward and when I should stop, and stay stopped. I was the guy blithely sailing down a suburban street, blowing through stop sign after stop sign, beer in one hand, joint in the other, Black Sabbath's "Into The Void" turned up loud enough to rattle the windows on passing houses. I was the guy sitting stopped at a green light, car horns startling me out of a drugged reverie, wondering what all of the ruckus was about.
There's a yellow light?
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