The joy and subsequent feeling of loss you felt was much the same as when I first saw the following bumper sticker on a small, Japanese, sedan (like an Accord or a Corolla): It reads, “Yeah, It’s Got a Hemi.”

My joy was found in the realization that someone had thought of how funny it would be to put this on a mid-sized car that clearly didn’t have a Hemi engine(I had this idea about a year ago). My sadness was the realization that in terms of actually putting it on a car, the “someone” wasn’t me, and that this person actually followed through and slapped it on their bumper. For a live account of this roller-coaster of emotions, “the wife” was present for this squeal-fest followed by extreme pouting, she can provide more details if need be.

As for the wife’s question about the mirror, well… let’s just say that the presence of a mirror gives a different perspective than men are accustomed to, almost that you realize how much closer to naked you are in some public place than you ever thought you were in the past.

Case in point? Waffle House.

You guys know what i’m talking about. Full length mirror on the wall right in front of you.

I can’t handle it.

I forgot to note one thing in my original post: a wish of mine is to have a urinal installed in my own bathroom at home. One can dream, right?