Chevy is a sponsor of this thing in Chicago.
They had a silver Camaro sitting on the expo floor.
I asked if I could sit in it.
Not only did they say yes, they said there was one outside THAT I COULD DRIVE.
And it was yellow.
So I did.
(turn up the sound to hear the car, squeals of ecstasy optional.)
In the time it took you to watch that Cody simultaneously seethed with jealousy, beamed with pride, rolled his eyes and cringed with fear.
(Oh, and in other news I won stuff, basically got President Obama’s phone number, cried, may have single handedly solved America’s sucky healthcare system with Loralee, cried some more, danced, won some more stuff, had a vibrator thrown at me by a table full of bawling women, spoke on the most amazing panel to ever be at BlogHer that thing in Chicago ever which resulted in some more crying. = GOOD DAY.)