September 24th, 2009



I went out after work this afternoon and purchased what The Offspring mockingly referred to as a “Granny” cart. Don’t care.

It is a long way from the parking garage to my door. No matter which one I park in, it is a long way to my front door. I am smack dab in the middle between both of them. The few times I’ve bought groceries (or whatever) it’s been a bitch carrying all that stuff from the car.


When it isn’t making my life easier, it will either life in my trunk or behind the door in my apartment in this state: