DMV and Hell Are the Same Place

DMV and Hell Are the Same Place

Why is there only one DMV office open on Saturdays?  Does this make sense to anyone outside the DMV?

We spent five hours there. They had Bly take her Ohio plates off the car, and she broke her swiss army knife doing it (no doing it for you or even having a damn screw driver handy for our> DMV, oh no…)  So when we realized we were all starving three hours in, and we had at the very least another hour to go–we couldn’t just pop down the street for a burger.

And while I’m whining–why not a play area?  Why not vending machines?  If you’re going to set things up so people who have one old car and no computer (ergo, can’t do it online, though they’ll taunt you about that over the loudspeaker) have to spend the entire day at the DMV with their four children to stay legal, why not provide some sort of relief for all concerned?

How about a few more damned chairs, if you’re going to funnel all the people who can only spend that kind of time at the DMV on the weekends into one (of three) offices on one day?

The good news is, Bly is now registered and licensed in Arizona.  In the words of the delightful Brigid, whom we are making plans to “spring” from her jail-like cubicle, “Welcome to Arizona, Sucker.”  😀

AND despite all that, I accomplished (drum roll please!) 1039 words!  Yay!!  And got Luc arrested.  umm…

For movie night we watched Read or Die!, a hysterical anime about a girl who has to save the world to get her book back, then Adult Swim on Cartoon Network.  Finally found out why all the hoopla about Bleach (fun, fun, fun!) and got knocked on our butts by Trinity Blood.

Oooh. Trinity Blood.  There’s vampires–and then there’s something meaner.  Whee!

So this one goes down as a good day.  hurray!

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