Cancel That Domestic Disturbance Call: Discord Has Been Drowned Out

In the crime blotter of the Laguna Niguel News, resident Deloris St. John noticed what seemed like a dramatic serial unfolding at one location the other night:

“Saturday ... A woman reported her husband was breaking things. Reported at 1:51 a.m.”

“Saturday ... A man reported his wife just came into the room and poured water on him. Reported at 3:56 a.m.”

Holy smokes! Daryl James Jr. of Palm Springs saw a juxtaposition of two signs that might have given some passersby pause (see photo).

Preferable to asbestos, I suppose: Jon Justman of L.A. spotted a property whose ceilings might be found distasteful by some home-seekers (see photo).

Watching the grass grow is popular, too: I don’t want to say things are quiet in Lompoc, but resident Tom Tomaselle told me about a store that apparently lures spectators for what sounds like a routine exercise (see photo).

Driver attitudes and latitudes: In a letter to San Diego Magazine, former resident Ann MacPherson analyzes the difference between motorists there and in her current home, Seattle:

“I learned in San Diego, when the posted speed limit on the freeway is 65, everyone goes 80 or greater. In Seattle, it’s the rare car that speeds past you exceeding the speed limit.

“Seattle drivers allow you to merge or change lanes with a friendly wave. In San Diego, you are not allowed to merge or pull in front of someone for fear of piquing the anger of the driver.

“In Seattle, many cars actually stop at a yellow light. I stopped at a light in San Diego and the car behind me almost hit my car. Then the driver was very angry that I stopped. And the light was red.”

Odd when you think about it -- that drivers in rainy Seattle seem to have a sunnier disposition than those in weather-blessed San Diego.

Pre-Halloween warmup? “Across the street from San Clemente Hospital’s emergency room,” the crime log of the Sun Post News said, “a male was reported howling at the moon. Heard only, not seen.” Just wait until Oct. 31.

miscelLAny: My thanks to Mary Murphy and the other readers who clued me in that the UTURNOK license plate I mentioned referred to turning one’s life around after a crisis. That’s one U-turn I wouldn’t honk at. Oops, there I go again, sounding like a hostile San Diego driver.

I must add that I enjoyed the theory of Corky Dowell of Torrance that UTURNOK would also make a fine plate for a politician.

“It seems to me,” she said, “that flip-flopping on issues is a part of the job description for all elected officials.”