My passport expired and I couldn't stand not being able to go dancing
in Toronto any longer and decided to go get an enhanced driver's
license. I went to the DMV on dick and George urban. It was much
nicer than my last DMV experience. They have a million comfy benches
and just give you a number. Then they call you when they are ready.
I couldn't believe how fast it went. I wasn't even finished filling
out the form when they called me up.
You are required to have your birth certificate, a bill with your
address, your social security card, and your old driver's license. I
think there are some other options too.
I think they are for massage - not grating. Or are they?
I heard from a Hippie woman I flew with that if you are craving chicken stock and you don't have any at hand, you can potentially grate the keratin layer from your body and make some with half hour of boiling with spices.
I am not trying that anytime soon - its at par with the broccoli placenta stir fry.
ugh, this really grosses me out.