Speaking of Parking...

Last night, as I was stepping out of the grocery store, I found our car blocked by two police cars, lights ablaze and all fancy like.
For a second I thought I had done such a poor job parking that they had to bring out the circus.
But, turns out they were calming down a person who insisted quite violently that he lived at the Subway next door to the grocery store. Or that was all I heard.

Note to God; when I eventually go crazy, can you please make me have delusions of living somewhere grander than the local Subway Sandwich franchise? Say the Louvre, or IKEA?

Note to Super Hero Drivers: I, too, have super powers, so when you park your "invisible" car in our drive way, I can actually see you. And your car.