I like your spirit, Mel. This here, this place, is not the farthest opposite of "complex" living, but it's pretty far. We've all our own properties; multiple dwellings are rare. So worrying about someone's car, is really stretching it.
For example, I know that in my hometown of Pasadena, you, anyone, may not park on the (very broad) residential streets overnight. Ever. For a single night. Any time, past midnight. Any day.
But this is the country. Oregon. Small town. 231 feet above Sea Level. We have a quarter acre plus a lot of right of way.
And, per your suggestions, i.e. "Put some glitter on it. I think you should dress it up." ~ I am thinking I will tile it in copper shingles and sea shells, and a shoreline 12v Christmas lighting scheme. With a giant hammer on the roof.
And that new SATAN vanity plate.
I wonder if I can get JESUS?
How could they deny that to a Mexicano? |
