Okay, I and to go down to the DMV and get a new license and ID. I hate going there, its not the long lines or all the people speaking languages other than English, its not the crying babies, and there were a lot of them there, it is the guy who says, please step behind the line and look at the camera. Now smile, the flash goes off and I'm sure I blinked and I wish I could preview the pic before he sends it off the great ID maker, but no instead I am forced to wait for the mail and hope I dont look like a convict, beach whale, or escapee from the mental ward.
It arrived yesterday, and I dont look have bad, I compared it to my last pic and I look thinner, and my hair is longer and I dont think I look five years older, so Mr. ID man thanks, for the next five years I don't have to dread pulling out my ID
