i recently realized a uniquely L.A. relationship test-- your willingness to share driving routes. everyone has those secret streets we're convinced no one else knows exist. other cars drive "our" street is sheer coincidence.
once upon a time i was on a date. as he drove us to a concert at the bowl he obsessed with the user-generated traffic route app waze ("have you heard of saturn street??") at every red light, wondering if the suggested route was the best one. in a fit of affection i almost shared my treasured north-south route.
the words were nearly out of my mouth when i suddenly thought: "wait a minute. i don't like you enough to invite you to my private thoroughfare. i don't like you enough to sit behind you in traffic."
as for the name of that north-south street, it starts with a letter of the latin alphabet.