This Guy Has it All Figured Out.

You know that feeling of determination when you’re filling up your car with gas and you only want to spend $20? It’s kind of like an old western movie, where your hand hovers over your gun, ready to draw – but instead, it’s a gas nozzle, and your eyes are glued on those numbers ticking upward. DON’T GO OVER. DON’T GO OVER. You’ve GOT this.

I was filling up my car this morning, and I’m pretty decent at nailing the $20 flat. But this morning – sigh. $20.04.


I’m going to see those numbers in my nightmares tonight. Goddamn last minute squeeze. My right hand totally got away from me. I let my left steer the whole way to the train station, out of pure disgust of righty.

This story means nothing to the image I’m about to show you, but it is car related.


I’m such a sucker for a good vanity plate, especially when it plays right into the license plate rim.

This is also the best use of the handprint I’ve ever seen. I’m looking at you, Grannies.