Go Dad!

Yesterday I noticed my license plate was missing. I'm fairly certain someone stole it because zip ties don't break that easily. My dad got it all sorted out at the DMV and overnighted me a new plate, registration, and tabs. w00t, he just totally bailed me out, and somehow made it through the DMV efficiently (called me 6 minutes after they open with the good news).
Since I shouldn't really ride anywhere with no plate I hung out at Paul and Carol's all day. Wrote some postcards and realized since I'm keeping this blog up there's not a lot new to say, cleaned my bike, and caught up on the news I've missed for the last 2 weeks.