Funny that I strive to document my life while escaping from all those sources of surveillance that does these exact same things but better.
When running this morning, I routinely waved at everything I see, including the bunch of geese sleeping on the road side that pooped strange green cylinders, and said good morning, and a truck driver replied with the vehicle horn. It'd even better if the vehicle horns were to sound like R2-D2 noises.
The notion of right handed guitar is interesting, since it is debatable whether the normal playing position requires more finesse in right or left hand. Perhaps we are all secretly left handed when it comes to guitar.