Here it is 11:54 and I'm already finished with all of my errands I had to do. That must be some kind of world speed record. Speaking of, I got the Ghetto Sled up to 75 mph on the freeway after I left the house this morning. I was heading to beautiful downtown Henderson, so I had to cruise a couple of miles down I-95 towards the dam. I was afraid of what might happen, since I haven't driven it that fast in months. (Being a local, you only take surface streets and avoid The Strip and the freeways at all costs).
It was still gusting pretty heavily and the big trucks were getting blown all over the road, and I had a moderate buffet in the nose at highway speed. Kind of like the pre-supersonic flutter that test pilots would complain about back in the day. So I slowed down a bit, getting that uneasy feeling that Steve Austin must've gotten a few moments before they decided to rebuild him.
I drove around old town Henderson for a few minutes before I found the storefront for the Cox Cable office. I actually passed it three times before stopping for directions. It was a tiny little place that was obviously designed not to be found. But I was in and out of there in less than ten minutes, and I got my $900 bill from the collection agency adjusted down to just south of seventy bucks.
A quick word about downtown Henderson. It is totally old-school. Like Hill Valley in the 50's without the clock tower. Actually, it's a lot more like Mayberry RFD, if Mayberry would've had miniature casinos and payday loan stores on Main Street. But they're catching up. There is a LOT of new money in that town, and the courthouse and city buildings are expanding--the whole city center area is under construction.
After that adventure, it was off to the DMV. I was smart and went to the website first to find out what all I needed to have with me, and of course they offered the helpful reminder to show up in the middle of the week and the middle of the month. I figured I couldn't get more middled than 10am on Wednesday the 15th. Luckily, it paid off and I was only in line for about five minutes, then it took just another ten minutes to do the paperwork, take the vision test, register to vote, and get my picture taken. Oh, and the ladies at the DMV loved my I Do All My Own Nude Scenes t-shirt. They also told me that I have the cleanest driving record they saw all week, so I got that going for me, which is nice. But now I'm officially a resident of the State of Nevada, with quite a handsome photo, if I do say so myself.
Once I got out of the gub-mint offices, I made a quick stop at Tar-zhay to pick up a few non-perishables. Yes, the one in Henderson is pronounced Tar-zhay, while the one over on Maryland Parkway is Tar-ghetto. First thing was to get a new Gillette Sensor razor handle so I can use all of those blades I've mistakenly bought over the past few months. And hoping to get gang-tackled by a group of hotties next time I go to the grocery store, I picked up some Tag body spray, among other things.
There was some good milf talent lurking about at Target, but I didn't dilly-dally. Soon after that I found myself at the Green Valley Branch of the Clark County Public Library. I got myself a card and browsed the stacks for about a half an hour before settling on three different books I've had my eye on for some time, the most notable of which is Sun, Sin & Suburbia - An Essential History of Modern Las Vegas. Granted, it's an incomplete history, as my name is nowhere to be found within it's pages. But I'm willing to overlook that little detail for the sake of expanding my historical knowledge of my new hometown.
So now that all the running around is done, I've got the whole afternoon to laze around and do nothing but read or nap. But it sure was nice to get some sun and fresh air this morning--it's been a long time since I've had either.
Mikey
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