Thursday, April 16, 2009

Smogga, Please.

I have two neighbors. One's a dude that’s just off enough that I’m extra gracious to ensure he doesn’t boil Petey.

The other is a less intimidating gasoline refinery, which means I get cool views of fire spitting into the sky. And approximately five years to live.

Actually, I think that since I’ve moved here, the air quality has become remarkably better, thanks to stringent smog laws. In Cali, if your car is six years or older, the DMV requires that your exhaust gets tested every other year. (Starving actor tip: print this coupon and knock 50% off the $50+ test price.)

I may have been a straight C-minus student in math, science, wood and metal shop, but at least my car passed with flying colors. I breathe a wheezy sigh of relief.