So I have not driven my car in so long I have grown 3 feet since last time. Well maybe not, it is possible that a midget went joy riding and parked it in the same parking spot, but the idiot forgot to pull the seat back when he was done so I busted him, or maybe Belle's upstairs neighbor came to GA , because the radio was really loud too. All I know is I got in Bert today and the I was seriously eating the steering wheel. AAHHH, the mysteries of life.

My mood greatly improved after that because I imagined myself being the giant in the Beanstalk story, only I would be a really HOT giant, and I would get to carry that kid Jack around in my pocket and have hom talk to me all day and he would not be able to escape because the fall would be to great. And I have always wanted someone to carry around in my pocket and keep me company, ok that is a lie, I have always wanted to ride around in someone else's pocket but I will take what I can get.

Then I got home and realized I still fit through the door and got upset that I was not a giant and after inspecting my pockets, there was no Jack, so now I am a bit embarrassed about asking my pocket if he wanted a candy bar at the store.