Loyal readers to this humble blog are well aware of its Hello Kitty Airline Travel Death Watch. Yesterday this phenomenon appeared at the Motor Vehicle Registry in the state where I now reside.
Yes, the good news is I am now a registered voter with a valid Blue State driver's license, and the trusty minivan also breathed a sigh of relief to have some very nice Midwestern license plates of its very own. The Alabama plates, well, some days it's embarrassing enough that they say Alabama on them but then they had to go off with the whole God Bless America license plate and please don't get me started.
The whole process of becoming a legal Midwesterner took less than 35 minutes with virtually no wait time. Thank you, Midwest Motor Vehicle Registry People.
But about the adult woman after me at the vehicle registry. (I have more forgiveness in these matters if the woman in question is under, say, 22. This one was maturing fast into Oil of Olay territory and I should know.) She was wearing these Hello Kitty seashell flower earring thingys AND looking to register her car.
It was so confusing.
Was she forced to wear these as punishment for some vicious crime?
Or perhaps she was wearing these in the hope that they would disguise her horrible guilt?
Could it be that not everyone in the Great Midwest had heard about the thing called "Good Taste in Jewelry"?
Oh yah, that last one there, you betcha.
[It's high time, my friends, to make Hello Kitty Death Watch a Blogger post label...]