Just wanted to put the finishing touches on our stolen car saga. Finally got the car from the mechanic with a new steering column. Let’s just say it’s as good as old.

Had to go and get new license plates at DMV today because one of them was missing. I don’t believe in purgatory, but if I did it would be spelled DMV. The website said I didn’t need my plate, but when I got there the lady at the window said I did. And she was very authoritarian. I had to go the vehicle inspection station a few blocks away to borrow a screw driver to get it off. Then I went back and got in the back of the line I had already waited in once! Then I waited for an hour for them to call my number. I’ll remember it forever because I waited so long to hear the magic number: A079.

My next step is putting a club on my steering wheel. Still can’t believe I need a club for a 97 Honda with 225,000 miles. But alas. That is called city livin.