Tuesday, March 5, 2013

street legal again!

Guess who's got 2 thumbs and is 100% street legal for the first time in a year and a half?!? This girl ! [Tangent: that is really more effective in person. ] Here is my artistic rendering of how I feel right now. Aren't I so good at photoshop, you guys? I mean it is inconcievable that my head wouldn't go on Tyrese's body!
check out those guns! Ok, you know I'd never wear a sleeveless denim blouse.
Oh well. I'm ashamed to admit it, but my robo car has been roaming the streets and breaking the law in the dorkiest way possible since September of 2011 when my tags expired. [Tangent: Yes, you heard correctly 2011!]

Before you judge me - hear me out. In my county, if your check engine light is on - you auto fail. My car is complex, and it has literally taken me 4 trips to the mechanic and bookoos of money I don't have to identify the issue. [Tangent: I finally found a flock of angels at Walker Chevrolet that actually seem to enjoy working on my beast. in fact, one of the techs is one of two people i will allow to drive my car. Especially considering they have to do so standing up and using hand controls.] Now it's fixed and yesterday, whilst holding my breath and sending out good vibes- I passed the emissions test! WOO-HOO!

 In the meantime, aka last 18 months, there were 3 emissions test fails (which means 3 times my father yelled at an emissions tester) and 4 times being pulled over to make any headway. [Tangent: and miraculously no tickets! In fact the last time, the cop didn't even notice my antique tags because he was more concerned that I might be inebriated. I just informed him that's how I drive.] It will be a refreshing change of pace to no longer have to hold my breath whenever I see blue lights flashing nearby or feel like I can never pass or get in front of a police vehicle, even if it makes the driving experience really inconvenient. [Tangent: I have definitely dodged down sideroads to keep from getting a cop behind me.]   


My life of crime is now over. I no longer have a secret life of breaking the law that I try to keep under wraps. I guess my boyfriend can no longer refer to me as 'the Walter White of driving on expired tags.' Drag, I'm no longer dangerous


This post has been brought to you by lazy photoshopping and a dreary day which has rendered outdoor pictures of my expired tags impossible.

11 comments:

  1. Going forward, if you need someone to yell at an emissions tester, I'll volunteer. Or take Courtney. She'd probably be really efficient. I love you. Date with the girls asap?

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    1. I will keep you all in my back pocket. Luckily no yelling was needed this time.

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  2. Congrats! Those car problems sound HORRIBLE.

    My twelve-year-old car recently (to my surprise) passed the emissions test, so I understand the relief and excitement.

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    1. Yeah. IT is a MAJOR weight off my shoulders.

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  3. I like your man panties in that last shot. I am SO glad that you are legal. I just KNEW that I was going to be the matronly type visiting you in jail with a file in a cake. Or up my bum. I'm not sure what the kids are doing these days.

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    1. I would definitely look to you for sneaking me cigarettes and filed down toothbrushes. I don't smoke, but maybe I could trade them for US Weeklys

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    1. haha. thanks. I try. clearly not very hard.

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  5. OMG, 18 months of anticipation of police lights. I would have cringed every time I had to get in car and thought "do I really need to leave". Congrats on being legal. Guess you thought once you hit 21 you would never say that again!

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