I honestly believe at any second in LA there are never more than 3 available parking spots. This doesn’t affect my love for LA, but puts a kink in it. You wouldn’t break up with a girl because she didn’t have enough chairs in her place, right? You break up with them because they are crazy and don’t like your friends. Each week I wake up thinking ‘OMG I HAVE TO MOVE MY CAR!!’ Except the days when I really need to move it, then I forget. But seeing this picture today made me realize that even in the most desolate areas of the U.S. you need to think outside the box when parking
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