(No, it's not your vision; it's a failed attempt to upload a Paint document followed by a hastily photographed sketch.)

Now, we are told that this is to calm speeders on our more major street (Yellowstone). It, indeed, is called a calming device.

And you may think yourself to be so smart in putting in place little calming numbers. Yeah! I’m going to calm things down around here! --you proclaim. What you don’t count on is that one person’s yoga position is another’s twisted-muscle-contorting, pain-inducing body maneuver.

It appears that my neighborhood is HOPPIN’ MAD! The Department of Transportation has received angry phone messages and emails saying that they want that thing OUTTA HERE NOW OR ELSE!

I’m sure they have their reasons. I got a notice in the mail today that there is going to be a town hall-like shouting match next week. I wont go. I’m just sittin’ in my little corner contemplating how many different ways you can get yourself in trouble with calming devices, especially if you turn left without circumnavigating the little oasis. So far, I’ve counted 6 possible head-on collisions and two side swaps.

But I’m actually getting to be pretty calm about it. Just another hurdle in life to get through, that’s all. I’ll survive.