First: I turned my computer on last night. It works. Mostly. I'm missing the use of some keys. What keys, might you ask? Oh, how 'bout c, b, g, d, h, m, t and y? It's been super. I THINK that if I CALL Apple (because there's no Apple Store in the area) I can actually get them to send me the keyboard and replace it myself. Wanna know why I know that? Because two Apple notebooks ago, I spilled a full shot of vodka on my keyboard, which left me without v, b, n, m, comma, period, and (oddly) 6. And because I expressed some hesitation regarding taking it into an authorized Apple repair place, they just sent me the keyboard and instructions and told me that if that didn't work I could mail it into them. Which is also why I have a little bit of faith in my ability to perform this operation. I've done it before you see.
Second: Sometime last week it occurred to me that when I moved here I got a new driver's license. The official reason was that I'd moved, and when my parents' house was potentially on fire, not having a local license turned out to be a giant pain in the ass, because I kept being stopped by the highway patrol as a potential looter, when really I was just going home. The real reason is that when I lost my wallet in January, I got a new license with a new picture, and since I wasn't prepared for that reality, I look like an angry prison dike with a mullet. To the point where bouncers make fun of me.
I never got that license, and I just realized it. So I called the DMV. "Oh we never sent it to you because your license has been suspended."
"Um. Huh. What?"
"You got in a car accident."
"Call this number."
"Your license isn't suspended."
So that went on for awhile, but the upshot is I have a fax from SOMEWHERE that I have to take into the DMV and clear my name, as it were. That should be fun.