Thursday, February 01, 2007


For days I haven't been getting a Kentucky driver's license. My own North Carolina license expired the day I turned thirty-five (in Honduran jungle ruins), and being unable to drive abroad anyway, well, there was no hurry to replace it. Since I returned--heck, even during the process of returning--I've discovered a burning desire to be a licensed driver again. Well, Sunshine heard from her mother, who heard from somebody, that getting a Kentucky license was as simple as showing up with birth certificate, social security card, and proof of residency. The marriage certificate connecting me to a card-carrying ol' Kentucky homegirl proves that adequately. My only real hurdle was having to take the driving test. The local state licensing authority only provides examiners on Mondays and Tuesdays. I imagined testing something that I've been doing for twenty years would be a cakewalk, actually, but wasn't loving the packed snow all over the roads Sunday night when I went to bed. It got down to twelve degrees here Sunday night; that would all be on Monday's test. Luckily, I could still procrastinate till the very last minute: Tuesday. Next Monday I'll be driving to DC, after all. On Monday afternoon, though, Sunshine happened to be in the DMV getting proper plates for her car. She started asking questions. I was back at the farm, watching the sunny shine melt any snow outside the perfectly-delineated polygon of the house's shadow. Seemed like Tuesday would be my day. But it turns out I need some kind of official letter from North Carolina's DMV to actually get a license here. Now I'm back to square one: planning to get my privileges reinstated in my home state, since that'll be just as easy as getting NC's permission to drive in Kentucky. [Cavin]

Then, a 0 sided conversation ensued...

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