Klutz mojo and bureacracy

Ok, if you're going to use your klutz mojo and hit your drink straw with your plate while moving it? I'd advise you pick a warm day and black pants. Oh, and iced tea. It's not sticky, it's remarkably refreshing when it lands in your lap (and pretty much only in your lap - good aim!), and the dark pants save you from looking like you'd peed.

I got my car registered, painful only in the sales tax way; I'd brought a book so the wait wasn't painful, and almost next door was an Indian restaurant. Naan and tikki masala. Oof. Stuffed now.  A bit damp, but it's an easy thing to laugh off.

Insurance lady needs to call me back and then I can venture to drive it. Woo! There be kilts in my weekend!