You would think that a two- or three-storey church/tabernacle the size of a fucking football field built right in the heart of of the g.d. peninsula might have given some thought to a fucking parking lot of some size—any size, really. Instead, for those of us with no driveways in this dense old urban 'hood, parking two blocks away from our home is a constant, constant pain in the ass while being flooded by suburbanites in big ol' shiny cars almost every day. It's awesome for you that you have no-parking signs out front, wish I could get the same, but no. Fuuuuuck, man. -Me