I can drive! I can drive!

And get a postcard in the mail claiming to be from someplace called Augsburg and clearly written by some very silly people. Now who does that remind me of?

Random

Why is it that every time I take a walk downtown, the thought that people must have been really short way back when always pops up in my mind? It's getting a bit - monotonous... (but seriously, if I were ever to live in one of those houses, I would develop chronic headache and a visible dent in my forehead...)