Like Christmas in July, in February

Someone at the Seretary of State's office loves me.


And I mean -really- loves me.

As of sometime early this week, for absolutely No Good Reason, I come back as "Clear and Valid" -and- "No Convictions on Record".

Those of you know me know that this is all quite impossible. The Man has been running me to ground lately, over a matter of what I like to call "civil disobediance", but really probably amounts to "laziness" married with a genuine loathing for our Toll Authority here in Illinois.

So, after living underground for w e e k s I finally cave into social pressure to make reparations to the ITA, and get my name back.

This proves to be difficult beyond reason and comprehension.

By my tally, after two weeks of honest effort and payment, I was only halfway through the process, hoop-jumping wise and fine-wise. But yesterday, a forever friend of mine who's a cop lets me know that I'm CV... I confirmed this with my brother-unit ( also The Man ) who tells me that I am -also- rated "no convictions" which in IL means that as far as The Man is concerned, I've never been stopped for speeding.

Me and baby Sean Preston have the same driving records.

Any of you who know me should be open-mouthed now, or laughing yourselves silly.

I have more speeding convictions then any three of my friends put together. The only thing I can think of is that I had a very pleasant conversation with ITA employee as we tried to run down my jaded history there... but I don't see how that person could have not only returned me to CV status, but also expunged my record of all prior convictions. I have been assured by seveeral People Who Know that the system doesn't work that way.

This is like Christmas in July, in February : )

Anyway... enough silliness. Surely everyone knows that I am tempting the power of The Jinx to come and either reverse my fortune here, or else I will be pulled over, arrested and sent to Guantanamo for speeding before the week's end.

ahhhhhhh yes, the little things in life make us smile, sometimes.

heh heh heh

Hmmmmmmm. I -do- know someone down in Springfield though....