Have you ever driven into a ramp garage and found that the very first spot past the ticket machine was available to park in? I hadn’t either – at least not until today. I was downtown, parking in the South Ave. garage, and there it was – the prime parking spot just waiting for me.

My brother tried to burst my bubble by telling me that most people want to park on the 2nd or 3rd floor in order walk across the bridge into the Convention Center, but I don’t buy it. Besides, we weren’t going into the Convention Center, just walking out to the street. And the first floor was full of cars in every space except that first one. Who listens to their brother anyway? For me it was Feel Good Moment #4.