TravelingWebGuy

I'm driving here!

I was looking at my License the other day when filling out one of my VISA applications, and I noticed that it expires this year. Damnit, another thing to take care of before I leave. So I went online to the DMVs website and was hoping that I could renew it as easy 1-2-3 online. Well, they do have a renewal form for online, but you need a code in order to do that which is sent in the mail. Well, since I am renewing mine three months early, I haven’t gotten the mail yet so I don’t have a renewal pen number.

I end up driving to the local DMV station and waited about 10 minutes in line to get my number. I get the number, sit down and begin to fill out the paperwork for the license renewal. I saw that my number was G108 and when I looked at the board, they were on G106… Man, there are such things as miracles! So I quickly, but accurately fill out the paperwork, put in the license info and then I heard my number get called. (continue reading…)

So if you’ve been reading my posts and keeping tabs on the plans, you know that I’m leaving in 5 weeks. My original plan was to have my parents drive me to LAX the day of my flight, but after speaking to them, they made a good point that I overlooked – it’s a work night. Doh! After a day of thinking about it, pops called me up and said that they couldn’t drive me down because it was a late flight (9:30pm) and by the time they got home, it would be around Midnight. I wasn’t down with them doing that and obviously, from the phone call, either were they. My dad said it wasn’t a problem, they would get me a flight from San Luis Obispo (SLO) to LAX. I was semi-cool with that because:

1. They weren’t driving 6+ hours to and from
2. My travel time to LAX was now 1 hour

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Not so handicapped after all

I remember my first encounter with a Handicapped driver… and it wasn’t even on the road, nor could I drive yet. I was attending Paso Robles High School, it was probably my Freshman or Sophomore year. All I remember from this brief encounter, is that I was walking around a corner in the quad area and right as I got 1/4 of the way around the pillar I heard this humming sound, one that sounds like a small powered engine, and as I stepped around, WHOOOOSH! This dude in one of those motorized wheelchairs go’s zipping by and in the process, running over my left toes. As the sound of the little engine whines further away I also hear the familiar sound of laughter. Damn it! I just got ran over by a wheelchair!

That was my first encounter with a handicapped driver and it was an early one at that. The rest of my encounters happen on the road, parking lots, streets, etc… And they aren’t really encounters as they are more along the lines of observances. (continue reading…)