Today, I drove to
Menards, my most favored home improvement store, to get some stuff for the house.
I bought a load of baseboards for my kitchen. I had to rip up the old baseboards in the kitchen on account of the new floor (pics of the new floor will be posted soon).
I got something close to 30 boards and roll them out to my
2-door Pontiac Grand Am, only to realize that I'm a jackass for thinking I could transport all of this wood in my car.
Nevertheless, with a little pluck, moxy, and grit, I managed to fit it all in.
Plenty of room for the driver, no?
Anyway, I had 2 pieces that didn't actually fit into the car, so I had to hang them out of the driver's side window at an angle while holding onto them so the wind didn't blow them around. It was pretty awesome because I looked like I was jousting.
The car joust.
It's a good thing, too--I had a posse of motorcycle thugs come at me. I think they wanted the Garter hanging from my rearview mirror.
This thing is a chick magnet. Thanks, Sam...
Naturally, I put them all down with the joust.