Originally posted on 10/20/2014:

I'm on a mother freaking magic carpet ride today.

This morning, I pulled off the impossible.
I created the perfect omelet while fixin' breakfast.
Don't kid yourself, perfect omelets are impossible to create unless you have a 300 dollar Bobby Flay omelet pan.
I have good cooking tools, but nothing special.
Either you get some egg stuck on pan, or it's runny, or it's not the perfect diameter, whatever.
This one was a masterpiece. The mac-daddy of all egg omelets.
So perfect I didn't want to eat it.

Then I had to go to the corner store.
Right in front is the perfect parking spot.
The pimp parking spot. Too good to be true.
One caveat, I have nine inches iof clearannce in front, maybe 12 inches for the back car.
I had to pull off the hail Mary's of parallel parking.
One hiccup, one false movement of the steering wheel, and one of the two cars will get bumpered or scratched.
It was a tight fit.

So, I flash back to when I was 16 years old in HS, Mr. Drake's driver ed class.
Repeating the mantra to myself "I got this, I got this" remembered rule 1. Line up my back wheels to the car parked in fronts front wheel, cut steering wheel 45 degrees.....
Perfect, one shot, 9" of room in front, and back, 2" from curb.

The greatest piece of parallel parking known to man.

Don't fade me today

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