Once again while waiting at the DMV I was amazed by the amount of people there just waiting and wasting their lives away. It’s not like we had any choice, but still.  What was interesting was how different the wait was from let’s say, just five years ago, thanks to the miracle of texting and checking email on your cell phone.

While I was talking to my mom I made the comment that the waiting room looked and felt like the waiting room in the film “Beetlejuice” (beetlejuice, beetlejuice). The fella sitting next to my mom looked up and said “Oh my god! I just texted that to my friend”.

He felt we had a moment. We didn’t.