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I don't know if I've chronicled my issues with my license plates, but it's been a big pain in the ass. I decided to set myself officially as Texas resident (and this is three years past due). It helped that my license and tags both expired on 8/10. First step was last Thursday to get my driver's license. So here is the breakdown:

• Wait in line at the license bureau; I'm told I need to register my car first
  
• Go to register my car (another line); I'm told that I need to have my car inspected first
  
• I get my car inspected and wait about 45 minutes, but do get a Tollhouse Chocolate Chip Cookie Sandwich at the nearby gas station
  
• I head back to the register my car (another line, of course). I get my plates, but get to enjoy several uncomfortable moments where the clerk was telling me how lucky I was to be white because black people get pulled over for having expired registration.
  
• It's almost 4:45 when I leave and barely get back to the DMV to get my license; they say they've got time, but I don't have my social security card. And I don't know where that is, so I'll have to head downtown to get a new SS card.
  

Needless to say, I'm not getting my new license for a while. But then the fun part came:

• I didn't have nuts or bolts for my front license plate, so I went to Lowe's to get some. The guy matched me up, but I got out to my car and they didn't work (and it was past closing time, so I was stuck for the night).
  
• I went to Autozone and matched up the screw exactly. There were length choices and the guy at the counter "guaranteed" the short ones would work.
  
• Headed to Chilly's place and the short ones didn't work so I stop and pick up the ones that did fit.
  
• I get back to my place, put in the front plate and I'm set. I go to the back and the right screw is stripped and I can't get it out and I end up tearing off my FSU license plate.
  

And the beat goes on.

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