I was right that the salesman is a huge geek. While we were completing the transaction we managed to discuss politics, dungeons & dragons, science fiction, hard drive prices, and photography. He's a geek with people and sales skills, though-- a rare combination.
Have you ever wondered to yourself, "What kind of person impulse buys plantains?" Your wait is over-- it's me.
Fucking DMV! They've just notified me that they intend to suspend my old Mitsubishi because they don't have proof of insurance. Yes, the car I traded in. Plus, their online system for dealing with it doesn't seem to have a way to say, "I no longer own this vehicle." Grrr.
I think I've figured out that I'm allergic to Downy fabric softener. To be precise, I've figured out that I'm allergic to Free & Sensitive Downy, the stuff that they make for people who allergic to their normal stuff. I guess I never do things the way normal people do. I already knew from an escapade last year that I was allergic to regular Downy.
I suspect that it's actually a formaldehyde allergy, but I'm not certain.