Here’s the thing. Back in August, or maybe even July, I got a thing in the mail from the Secretary of State. Yes, a letter from Hilary Clinton. No, I’m lying. I believe in other states, you refer to this as the DMV? Anyhow, it just so happened that my driver’s license was set to expire on my birthday this year, and this time around, I was eligible to renew through the mail or online. I was all about that, because I didn’t really feel like going down to the Secretary of State’s office to get a new license, and I figure I can live with the photo on my current license for five more years. It’s not a great photo, but it’s on my driver’s license, so is it even supposed to be a great photo?
So, I filled out the application for the new license online, paid my fees, and saved my receipt and temporary license. I was supposed to have the new one in three weeks, but, um, well… I got an organ donor sticker to put on my license, so yay for that, because if I die, sure, someone can have my liver. It’s not like I’ll be needing it if I’m dead and all. Blah blah, you see where this is going? I never got the renewal stickers for my license. So I had to print out the temporary one and I’ve been carrying it around for three weeks.
I decided that if I didn’t get the new driver’s license stuff in the mail by today, then I would suck it up and go to the Secretary of State’s office, even though the WHOLE REASON I renewed online was so that I WOULDN’T HAVE TO GO to the Secretary of State’s office. And because I know that I need to do that, I spent much of the morning watching a praying mantis sit on and then climb a railing outside my house. Priorities, you know.
And then I made a video of it, because it’s either that or go downtown to find out seriously guys WTF? So, here that is:
I’m a fan of praying mantiseseses. I think they’re lovely, in a creepy alien sort of way.