Feeling Real Dirty Sitting
In the Parking Lot
Tully Rohrer
August 19th, 2006
We’ll take a break from the “Kill for Crack” house for the weekend. This is the parking lot and apartment building outside my (former) office in Dinkytown. The clouds were perfect that day. Does it boggle anyone else’s mind how many cars there are in the world and that there is enough parking even in cities? At any given moment on any given road in this country, there’s a car chugging down it. That’s a lot of dinosaur juice, but, no sir, we won’t run out. It’s an infinite resource, right?