Today I went shopping for a garage. Isn't that exciting. The garages near me were supposed to be done in November of 2003 but, hey, there was no hurry. All this led up to today when I was able to stroll around and pick the garage that best suited me. In the end I picked number 12. It's just a little wider then the next best one. I've scraped the car a few times trying to get into the current garage (which is actually my landlords, I was just borrowing it) so I was looking for the widest one I could get. It's sad that my next guests won't get to see the great maneuvering I have to do these days.