miracle

I had to go to the Drivers License Division this afternoon. (Sorry if you find this boring, but you're the one reading this. You may stop at any time.) The evil TSA people in the Albuquerque airport didn't give my license back, so I needed a new one.

When I got there, a miracle occurred. I discovered I was the next person in line. The guy at the desk took my application and processed it without making any unreasonable demands ("Ma'am, I need proof of residence actually signed by your congressman, not just on his letterhead.") The camera was working.

The picture was terrible, of course.