1. “Measure”… This is pretty self-explanatory, no need to elaborate.

2. “Two-piece or one-piece?”…hahaha! Just so you know, “One-pice toilets are generally lower and sleeker…and often have more complex mechanisms.” Incase you were thinking of installing a toilet by yourself, the article warned that a one-piece is not a do-it-yourselfer job.

3. “Enough oomph”…very important.  Does your toilet have enough oomph?

4. “But will it clog?”…yep

5. “Form versus function”…it is warned not to pick a toilet just for it’s look.  You must make sure that there is function. This is especially important when buying designer toilets.

Let’s not get sidetracked in a world of “that would be great” and “I wishes”.  Laundry is not hard, it just takes an effort.  *see foot note*  Because of this effort, I typically wait until there is a considerable pile of laundry before any effort is undertaken.

Once you have arrived at a laundry facility, the road becomes smooth.  This is the easy part.  You simply just have to put everything in and let the scrubbing commence.  This is particularly fun when using front loading machines.  You can see the action taking place.  Now, I have an unbiased view towards drying.  It is what it is.

However, once the drying is finished, the road turns to hell.  I hate folding.  In fact, this very blog came about because I am staring at a pile of clean clothes that have been on my floor for over a week.  It would take me 10 minutes to fold them all and put them away, but for whatever reason, they remain on the floor.

*We are talking about laundry that is not in your house/apt.  This is laundry that has to be schlepped down stairs, across roads or driven to laundry mats.

The picture is the blog.  Your comments will tell the story.

Let’s back up and get a little detail on the process.  I decided that an early lunch would be the only way to go.  Licensing centers are notorious for long waits.  What do you know, the plan paid off.  I alerted the first station guy that I was there to get an Illinois DL and that I currently had one from WI.  He gave me a number, of course, after I had proven that I had the proper paperwork. (4 forms of identification)

As soon as I received my number, it was called and off to station number 9 I headed.  Now the guy there stared at my WI DL for quite a long perioed of time. and then he went back to staring at his computer.  I don’t think he was doing anything other than merely catching a quick break.  Perhaps he was finishing up the latest article from espn.com. He got all my correct information, got me registered to vote and sent me off to the next station.

Since I was getting an IL DL for the first time, I was required to take a written test.  20 multiple choice questions and 15 signs.  I will have you all know that I only missed 2.  (For those that don’t have the time to do the math, that would be a big 33 out of 35 or…94%)  When I took the test back up, the lady graded the test and then looked at me and said “very excellent”.  So, I patted myself on the back and moved on.  But wait, I don’t have my WI DL?  I looked at the lady who graded my test as she was taking away my WI DL!!!  It was a very sad moment.  I believe that as the moment passed before me in the slowest of motions, a single tear ran down my face as I was never to see my WI DL again.

Needless to say, I pressed on like a trooper.  Off I went to the final station.  I was beginning to feel as though I had conquered this combatant zone.  The final step was the picture step.  My name was called, well, something that I guess was suppose to resemble my name.  “R. Isaiaick Sinnett”, was what the lady said.  (don’t worry, if you can’t make it out phonetically, I can’t either)  I went up there and chatted with the picture lady for a while.  I was beginning to make a few friends.  She takes my picture. They do a superb job there.  I have a tan on this picture that any fake’n'bake would be jealous off.  I was laughing so hard they must’ve thought I’d finally lost it.  Perhaps I had.

In the end, I have a IL-DL.  Now, off to get some IL plates.

I was driving home and trying to think of something that I could blog about.  I typically blog about something that I have witnessed, read or randomly thought about.  Today, I drew blanks. I need to get back to seeing EV in the world.  For those of you who don’t remember what EV stands for, that would be Entertainment Value.  EV is really the greatest weapon that one can have in their arsenal for enjoying life.  Life is fun and crazy.  It just happens to throw you a few kinks every now and again.  No problem.  They pass.

It has been so long since I have blogged that I have forgotten what I’ve blogged about.  Work, in the month of May, was out of control busy, but extremely successful.  June has been a bit more relaxed, but still busy.  I wonder how many more sentences I can have in a row with comma followed by a but, but not let it get monotonous.  Ok, I’m pretty sure that I may be the only person laughing at this point, but since I am laughing, it must continue.   Nope, never mind, I’m over it.