Trouble in the So-Van

Some sad fool parked his truck in front of the private garage next door. Actually, it was a pack of young fools. We saw them as we rounded the corner on the way home from the SuperMercado with our $52 receipt. $18 in baby food and drink, $25 plus for the weekend’s liquor, 3 bananas and an eggplant.

Foolhardy young fools. If you live in San Francisco you should really know better than to block someone’s garage. But this particular garage--ooh! Last time it happened my husband witnessed the car’s unfortunate proprietor standing on the sidewalk contemplating a used tampon that had been thrown onto the hood.

There's a sticker on the front bumper of this most recent soon-to-be-soiled vehicle:

I’M HUNG LIKE EINSTEIN AND SMART AS A HORSE

Yep.