A few weeks ago, a cop pulled me over for turning right on red. You are inevitably asking, “But aren’t you allowed to do that?” And yes, ladies and gentlemen, you can turn right on red – unless there is a sign on the stoplight saying, “Don’t do it.”

Honestly, the cop must have thought I was drunk. It was 11 PM at night. I prayed he would just let me off with a warning, but as each minute ticked by in my car, I was like, Crap, I am going to get a ticket for committing a crime I didn’t even know I committed. Where is the fun in that?