10 16 pm pdt [ right on ]
Tonight was a winner. After dinner my dad and I walked
outside to see to Santa Monica cops -- their trusty bicycles parked nearby
-- standing next to my dad's car which was hoisted up onto a tow truck.
Ten minutes left in the meter and we learn that my dad's registration is
unpaid. Bye-bye car. The whole experience is made worse by both the cops
and tow truck guy talking to me like I am stupid. I just can't stand
that. I had to work hard not to tell the tow truck guy that it was
illegal for him to be driving without a seatbelt on, while he was spouting
city ordinances. At least it happened with me and not while my dad was on
a date.
In other news, my mom is spending her first night in
her new house tonight -- sans her new husband, who she is not planning on
living with for a year. It was also my dog's first night in his new home.
I am sure he will not be disappointed by the enormous new yard he gets to
sniff centimeter by centimeter.