I was just leaving a friend's place this evening after dropping something off. I got in my car, and did the normal routine. Sat down, buckled up, dealt with the club, turned the car on, and went to drive out of my parking space on the street in front of my friend's appartment. It wasn't until the handle of my club THUNKed against my windshield that I realized I had put it ON my steering wheel and then had tried to drive away.
I am going to bed now.
Just a reminder to go check out my tenant/blog of the week! ---->