As it turns out, locking oneself out of one's house is not such a bad thing unless a) it is cold out, b) you have a young child with you, and/or c) no one on the planet has a key to your house except yourself. All three of those? Bad.
So I had my two neighbors pick the lock on my garage door.
I owe them a pie each. And I'm an idiot.
Monday, March 24, 2008
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