Afternoon at the DMV

Wow, what an experience. Could it be that I'm the only person without a tatoo or piercings?

You take your life in your hands in their parking lot.

And how scary, that all the bad drivers on the road all began in that very building!

The cashier told me that many of the people who show up for their DUI hearings, arrive drunk.

As a writer, it occurred to me, that there was some good "material' right in that waiting room, for my next adventure into fiction writing.

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At least my driver's license photo, which will be with me for at least the next four years, looks reasonable.