So today's my birthday....and I just noticed that my license is going expire, ....4 year's already, damn,....time is flyn by....so off to DMV for my three hour tour of standing in line's, ....all the time thinking to myself as soon as I'm out of here I'm taking the jeep home and taking the vette out for a little journey,.....after all it is my birthday... Suddenly the lines don't seem so bad...so I get home, grab the garage queen, she's a 98 with 18300 miles....never been in the rain her whole life,... Infect she's never been outside over night....there's not even a carpet fiber out of place.....i'm sure you the picture. So after a little fun behind the wheel, and a couple of wave's from some other brother i head home, and as driving down the street approaching my house, i see this dog out of the corner of my eye kind of running toward me and my house....so I hit the garage door opener, start to pull in the garage, looking over the jeep and watching the passenger mirror so I don't scrape it.....and of sudden heres mister dog getting ready to jump up and say hello at my window .... Scared the **** out me!!!
I'm like trying to be so careful anyway....and a quarter second later proceed to scratch the right front corner against the garage wall....holy sh$t

......I'm not sure if mister dog realized what happened or not, but he was history, so I back out to take a look at my LOSER move, and there's about three inch's of soft paint removal right in front of the tire...happy birthday Michael.....I THINK I NEED A DRINK...