In the Great Saga of getting Cathy's windshield fixed, the glass guy came back out today. He didn't have room to open both doors, so we needed to move my mom's car parked next to me. Then I could wiggle over, dragging the frozen wheel (the RIGHT rear wheel, not the left rear wheel as my mom had earlier told me - "It was the left wheel as you're looking at the car from the front...") and give him the room he needed.
Except her car wouldn't start because the battery is dead.
Edit: UPDATE!! Cars may suck, but AAA rocks. When the guy came out to jump my mom's car, he whipped out a socket wrench and a mallet and after some whacking freed my wheel. Meaning my car goes now! Forward AND backward! Yay!
Edit 5/5/05: I am now the proud owner of a snazzy new windshield.