betting on parking enforcement

I left my car parked outside the house with a note explaining that I lost the key so I can't move it until I find the key, and please don't give me tickets in the meantime. Now it's time to take bets on how many parking citations they'll give me for this — those of you at Oscar Wilde who can see the heaping mound of green envelopes on the windshield are disqualified from the contest.

U.S. Begins Fingerprinting Foreigners at Airports

Biometric surveillance has arrived.

Application to Berkeley

My application to UC Berkeley is away, it's on their metaphorical desk, and all its bits are fine. I dropped off its other half in person this afternoon, in a hand addressed manilla envelope bearing my lovely return address: '1 Cyclotron Rd'. High hopes.

Now where are my keys?