How NOT To Flirt With Chicks: Slow down in your car and stop when, two blocks later, you see that chick and her dog in their own yard and yell, "Hey, I just saw you over there! You got a boyfriend?" But again, especially do not attempt this when you are roughly FIFTY YEARS OLD. (Also note: if you have already made this error, then when they respond in the affirmative, you know what you should definitely not do next? Say "Really?" like there was a chance I might have gotten confused and need a second chance to answer.) Creepy perv! Now I have to live in fear that you are a neighborhood axe murderer/serial rapist instead of just a bored old dude with nothing better to do on a Tuesday night after leaving work.
Unrelated thought: File under "YA novels I would like to see written" -- how about one featuring a high school senior's dilemma about what do with her horse now that she's leaving for college? There is about a 2% chance of finding a horse in a a book with a character over the age of 13 at ALL, and if you do, she's probably a serious show competitor or somehow involved in racing. What about the thousands of people who have backyard hobby horses? The one person I knew with horses never gave hers up, but the "off to college, must sell" plot seems to be the story in countless horse-for-sale ads across the internet. Why not an actual book?