When I stumble upon a parking spot right in front of the door of the store I need to go to. It’s like space is on my side. But don’t get me started on parallel parking. Why do we call it “outer space” when it’s really just “space”? It’s not like there’s an “inner space” that we’re comparing it to. Maybe we should just call … Continue reading Rant: Wanna know what makes my day?