I haven't seen them!

76 and humid. And cicadas.

Another vote for the shirt with the lacing.

I also like the popular white laced shirt.

...didn't get any pictures of me in cute outfits so I'll have to give y'all the opportunity to make paper Kiba another time.

I just realized I type much more Southern than I am... I don't really have an accent I think, I've got one of those neutral accents non-Americans put on when they want to sound American - loud and more nasal than any European but not region-specific. Unless I'm spending time with someone with a big ol' accent and then I pick up whatever their accent is.

Well, the average high for May is 76, and, for me, that's too warm for pleather.

gah! Can we all agree to turn the prom suite thermostat down until frost forms on the windowpanes? I was planning to wear a frickin' black three-piece suit for Saturday night.

If they have floor mounted air conditioning vents guess where I'll be standing.

the removeable placard

My roommate has a placard. I love going places, especially malls and movie theaters and the like, when he's driving. We get to park really close. I've taken care of his car once or twice while he was gone, and I honestly have no idea if he left the placard in the car or not. I never checked.

I have no problems walking the distance, and am frequently baffled by the resentment some people feel of having to walk the distance of a parking lot, and the viciousness with which people will battle for parking spaces next to the handicapped spots.

My friend K has a placard because she's an amputee, so it's kind of neat to drive places with her because we always get to park up front. Of course, some people don't realize she's an amputee, at first-- my mom didn't when she first met her, and asked why she had the medical single on our hall, not having noticed the artificial leg with the really nifty-looking knee joint. I kind of wonder if that's ever been a problem for her, though I've never asked.

My parents' van has a disabled plate (I'm driving it tonight, as a matter of fact), but I'm pretty conscientious about not parking in handicapped spots unless Dad is getting in or out. I've had friends ask me why I didn't take advantage of it, and my response is that I only use the plate to justify running over snotty teenagers that park in handicapped spaces without a tag and run into the stores. That way, they can legitimately use them afterwards and everyone's happy. It's the circle of life.

When parking in a big lot, I'd rather park farther away from the storefront. Easier to find the car, easier to exit the lot, and you get more exercise.

We've talked about my sister before. Well, my mom has an ADA tag for her van. When my sister is in town, she not only uses it whenever she drives the van, if she knows mom isn't going out, she'll grab it to use in whatever car she happens to be driving. Yes, she's an asshat.

DH mocks me for not parking in the handicapped spots when stopping at the ATM at 4AM when there is not a single car in sight and 4 blue spaces. Hey, it's a habit. I use my turn signals when no one is around too. I figure it can only help to have some wholesome rule-following behavior to offset the Evil.

I use my turn signals when no one is around too

Me too. I consider it practice for when people are around.