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San Francisco Parking Fun
A friend of mine is out of town for a week and during this time, I've managed to get her car so that I can practice every single move from Bullitt within the boundaries of what a Ford Focus will allow. You know what I'm talking about, right? I believe that a good deal of this is Focus-able. You only do these things with friends cars when they're away so that they can only read about on your blog and then shake their heads in disbelief and be thankful they have a low insurance deductible. Ha, ha...
Anyways, I don't really plan on doing all that much driving, other than seeing how fast I can go down the Filbert Steps or up Lombard Street backwards. So, during the time I'm not being a menace, I have to deal with parking. This is crappy thing to deal with in San Francisco and just in time to make me worry was an article from about a woman's parking woes. It really makes you shake your head, but it also teaches an important lesson in that vigilante justice is the only justice that properly works. That and the justice of Chuck Norris.
Have a happy Christmas!
So of course, driving fun comes to an end and the first day I have the car parked for a day, I get a $40 ticket for being parked too long in front of my apartment building. Yee Haw...
I hate DPT soooo much.

