In the morning I have to park my car on Kaka Alley but the city of San Diego calls it Commercial Avenue. There are no other spots to park. The designated parking lots are full and I refuse to park in the underground garage. All the spots are labeled -compact- and the first week that I started to work here, tried to squeeze my gigantic Buick into one of those spaces and got it stuck on a mint green pole. Now I have mint green flames off of the wheel well. Sweet.  I park on the street which ...