As much as I am a big fan of the idea of cheap, efficient public transportation, I can't imagine life without my car.
The convenience, yes, that's a big thing. The fact that I use my cute little Subaru Forester as an overly large purse is another.
But the real thing I couldn't do without is my car as a place to scream at the top of my lungs when I am pissed off.
Then it is especially convenient that the two times a day I am usually most angry is either going to work or coming home from work.
Other drivers provoke my ire and occasionally (ok, every single day) find me yelling "Hello? HELLO DUMBASS!" to myself.
But the real sources of my fits usually coincide with work. Getting in the car this morning to find I had walked - in my black dress - through a thick cobweb caused an outburst of "Oh that's great! THAT IS SO FUCKING GREAT!"
As did my mom when I dropped off the dog (my folks love the petsitting). I told her I would be late because I was going to the gym and she said "Oh, that gym you haven't been to in like a year?" caused me to get into my soundproof cubicle and scream "Thanks for the encouragement, Mom!! Thanks a LOT! I APPRECIATE IT, MOM! I love the support!!"
Then upon leaving work, I usually have some things to scream. They shall remain ever lost in the ethers, though, because I need my job.
So what do you people who take the subway or bus DO? I can only speculate that the reason that you see so many people talking to themselves on public transportation is that they miss doing it in their cars.
You'd think I could quit pimping Linkateria every single day, but no. As soon as I quit, the stats drop off to nothing. And you know I need those stats for when I become a Big Blog Mogul.