lol

There's a guy who lives across my street who's positively obsessive about his car. Every time he comes home, he backs it (BACKS IT, so he has to do this complicated reversing process on our thru street) into his garage. When he pulls out, he does it very slowly. It takes him five minutes to got from the garage to the street. I timed it.

We've also seen him using a feather duster on his car. He does this at least once a day, and I suspect it's more often. They have another car in the corner of the garage, but it's covered and never used. Their garage has very little stuff in it--just a fridge and that stupid car.

This is a serious source of entertainment for me. Who needs movies when you've got an idiot with a car across the street?

...and which lesser Harry Potter character are you?

nebulia out.