Wild Release #824

Every four years around this time, it's time for the dreaded driver's license photo. Today, I bit the bullet and went during lunch. I didn't have to wait long, and luckily the photos are digital these days so you can look at them immediately and ask them to take another. My hair insisted on doing this flippy thing and for some reason my face fills the entire frame rather than a nice head and shoulders shot, but it's done. It's tucked away in the deep recesses of my wallet and I hopefully won't have to look at it very often. I did take the opportunity to leave Stephanie Bond's "In Deep Voodoo" in the literature rack just inside the door of the driver license center before I left, so at least one good thing came of the day! ;)