I see you royally suck at driving

Why is it that when we're out driving and someone cuts us off, drives slow in the fast lane, leaves their blinker on for miles at a time, or just does something really stupid we feel compelled to look at the person driving? There seems to be some sort of primal need to visually confirm that, yep, that person's obviously an idiot.

A lesson in Italian

Here's a little tip for the next time you're in your favorite Italian restaurant (or TGIFridays, ordering the Bruschetta Chicken Pasta) and want to order some bruschetta (an Italian appetizer consisting of slices of toasted bread rubbed with olive oil, oregano and garlic and topped with diced tomatoes and a light sprinkling of parmesan cheese; this is the most traditional version, there are other renditions). The correct pronunciation is as follows: broo-sket-ta. I'm tired of people (including waiters) saying bru-shet-ta. Thank you for your cooperation!