Out, but barely. Car tags, you see.

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And a good thing too.  Today was THE last day.  I am not sure if there is a fine for being late, but if so, Monday would have seen that applied.  And, just as likely as not, I would have gotten a ticket just getting into town Monday.  There are police, state troopers, and sheriff vehicles everywhere here.  My friend teases that there are two cops for every citizen.  While not quite that thick, you might have trouble traveling without seeing a handful of them.  Few roads, and congested at that, means a run-in is much more likely than not.

I wasn't sure how to do it.  Sleep has been unforgiving, trying to change my schedule has left me exhausted.  I went to be at about 3:00, set the alarm for noon.  I was able to wake but it took me a couple... three... hours to shower, shave, all else, and get out the door.  I had hoped to do a bit of shopping but that just wasn't going to happen.  It was all I had just to get to town and back.  I really am, pretty much, stuck here.  For now.

I had only been using the trimmers to create a very rough outline of mutton chop sideburns.  Today I cleaned out the rough, made them official.  They go all the way to where a broader goatee would be and go down to the bottom of my facial jawline, with my mustache in place.  They WILL get bushy if I don't tame them now and again, just a bit.  I was expecting smirks regarding them, but actually I got a rather pleasant reception.  Oh, while shaving, my sink drain plug mechanism failed.  I thought about just... going with it and worrying about it later, but... no!  Short on time I decided just to see if I could find the problem.  Actually, it was all mechanical, all relatively simple, sort of like a puzzle with a half dozen parts.  Now, between the failure and me removing the pieces to see what I had, I pretty much just had parts.  No problem, really.  In less than five seconds I knew what went where and how.  My only problem was trying to get a screw where it went without being able to see.  Well, and it was a small tight space for my gigantic hands.  Still, all told, it only took a minute or two.  And, now I know how that drain plug mechanism works.  I might open a business... the Naked Plumber!  I really should have put something on after showering but my mind was so fixed on time and getting this working that...  Thankfully not even the girls were around to mock or... take an interest in poppos 'bits'.  Cats, curiosity, and being naked is not always the best of mixes.  

Yep, I am tired.  I want to go to bed.  I just want to crawl back to sleep.  I have a minor headache too, and I am hungry.  I can fix the hungry, take a few aspirin, and grind through until a better bed time.  All worth not having the notion that my registration is out of date, probably to be remembered right when I really need to be somewhere, so not being able to do anything but get a ticket.  That stuff really blocks up my mind-web.  Then I freeze up.  Then it all goes to hell in a hurry.  A few overdue personal 'fix it tickets' can just shut me down.  Same with some outstanding big bills or other such.  A turtle trying to be a hare is what my life often resembles.  A tank at the speed strip?  Whatever.  It is done.