It has been a long and busy week at work, and here it is, Saturday morning, pouring rain, and I’m still sending out concrete!
In celebration of Earth Day yesterday, Kevin and I cleaned out the lines on the dust collector. OK, it wasn’t really to celebrate Earth Day, but because it just had to be done. I guess that there are nastier jobs than working on dust collectors at a concrete plant — pumping out septic tanks or cleaning jobsite porta-johns sound worse — but there aren’t many.
Our good friend Amanda Marcotte had to transfer her driver’s license from Texas to New York since she moved to Brooklyn:
Wish me luck. I’m going to the DMV in an attempt to get a driver’s license. I have tried this before, but it turns out the paperwork requirements to get oen in New York state are the sort of thing that a red state trying to pass voting laws or birther laws couldn’t even dream of. I will be armed with my lease, my Social Security card, my passport, and my old driver’s license. Let us hope that this is enough to at least keep the lady at the counter from laughing in my face as she did last time I thought I had enough paperwork to get a driver’s license.
Here in the Keystone State, we have a two-tiered system: you can go to the regular Department of Motor Vehicles office and be “served” by rude, inflexible people (who, to be fair, have no flexibility in their guidelines), and who care nothing for you, after you have waited in a long line, or you can go to a private Notary Public, pay an additional service fee (locally around $15), and get everything taken care of for you, with the exception of getting your picture taken and the actual driver’s license handed to you. The notary can get all of the cards you need, so that all you have to do at DMV is take the photo card to the window, get your picture taken, and the license itself made. The notaries public also handle vehicle registrations. Or you can mail the renewal applications in, and get what you need back in the mail, and all you have to go to DMV for is the photo itself.
I had to renew my license this month.
You do have to go to DMV itself if you are transferring a license from out of state, and for your initial permit and license tests. But, after Virginia — and I will swear that the Hampton, Virginia, DMV office is Affirmative Action for the Mentally Challenged — and Delaware, Pennsylvania isn’t to bad, simply because we do have a private system through which we can go around most of the bureaucracy.
And people wonder why I don’t trust the good, compassionate people who want to run our health care through the government!
Yesterday was a long day, because I had to drive to State College after work to get the older Miss Pico for Easter weekend. We’ve pulled most of the stuff out of her apartment because she’ll be leaving for the Mohave Desert for three weeks of active duty just two days after her exams are over. She has only three classes required for her to be graduated, but one of them is not offered in the fall semester, so she’s probably going to wait until next spring semester to go back to college.
My darling bride (of 31 years, 11 months and four days) bought me a new computer CPU yesterday. My old one was dead, and I was using an old Dell that we had bought for our older daughter when she was a junior in high school. I got home so late last night that I haven’t installed it yet.