Confession

I'`ll tell you a secret.  Your Fiorella's been driving ever since she was a teenager, but she's not very good at it. In fact, even her best friends refuse to ride with her.  Part of the problem is that she has no depth perception, which means she regularly bounces over curbs and traffic islands.  The other part of the problem is that the rhythm of the road generates all sorts of clever ideas in her--like this blog, which she worked out in her mind while driving, then pulled over into a handy parking lot to jot down.