I've had a rough day. Today, at about noon-ish, there I was, just minding my own business downstairs at Northtown Coffee House, getting my brewed coffee on and laughing my a** off at these family mullet photos, when all of a sudden, when I returned back to my car, I see a TICKET on my windshield! Oh hell to the naw!

Some traffic dude is claiming that I was parked within 5' of a drive way. Well, if you've ever been to Northtown Coffee House on Front St in Yakima, then you may be aware of that teeny little parking space that is right between the jailhouse and a brick building. Well, I park there ALL the time and have never once received a ticket in 4 or 5 years I've been going there.

So what did I do? I took some pics of my parked car on Instagram, and then marched my little brown behind right on up to City Hall and raised a (polite) ruckus and told the gracious clerk that I had taken some photographic evidence to prove that I was innocent of all charges and should be fully exonerated from that $20 parking ticket.

The clerk told me that I had to sign a release stating that I contest the parking ticket. So I look forward to my day in court. I will put on my best Jack Nicholson impersonation and tell the judge that the Traffic Officer is out of order! LOL!

Just another day in the life of a "I Ain't Paying That Ticket" Playa from the Yakimayas!