Monday, August 31, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
So I woke up yesterday and realized that for the 4th year in a row, i was about to let my motorcycle licence permit expire. This may seem like nothing to worry about, but if you're me, and let me tell you right now that you should thank your lucky stars you are not, you would be worried. Not sure what the situation is in other states, but in good ol' Californication you have to take a written test...pass it, then make a separate appointment to come back and take the actual driving test. But once you pass the written, you can basically ride a motorcycle legally with a few minor exceptions: a) you cant ride at night. b) you cant ride with chicks on the back..(or anyone else, but we all know that your a homo if you ride with 2 dudes on a bike so that goes without saying) and c) you cant ride on the freeway. You get 3 tries for the written. If you fail....you have to come back another day. That's the problem. First time I took the written and passed the first time. Then let a year go by without taking the driving part..so it expired. Second time I took the written test, failed the first.....failed the second.....and passed the third by the skin of my teeth. Of course I again let a year go by and didn't get my driving test done....So returned and failed the first two test once again....and passed the third. That was a year ago, and instead of taking the written test again for a fourth time....I decided to buckle down and get to the DMV.
I had to make an appt quick...and the only....and i mean the ONLY DMV that had an opening was in Compton. Yes, that Compton. Eazy-E's Compton. Not only that, but Sweetbutter is way too illegal to take a test on....so I rented a scooter.
Got to the DMV, checked in and got to watch other riders taking the moto test. They ALL failed. I was fucked.....not only did they all fail, but one lady actually fell over and laid down her bike. I laughed of course, then helped her up with it, then laughed some more. Nothing like someone else's misery to make me feel better. what a dick.
White dude on a Vespa in Compton.....what could possibly go wrong?
The E-ticket..or F-ticket I guess. My APPOINTMENT!!!! was at 10:30...arrived at 10:15...waited in the sun for 3 hours....took the test at 1:15...harsh.