A long old age . . .

Last night I was filling out the info to open a new bank account and it asked for my driver's license number.  When I got out the license, I saw that the expiration date was my birthday LAST year!  So this morning I took off work and ran over to the license bureau in Port Allen to have the thing renewed.  I took a number and waited around and when I finally got in, the woman looked at the license and looked at me, paused, and said "Well, dear, the sticker on the back says it expires in 2013."  Sigh.  As Mark tells me when I do something less than bright, "It's going to be a loooong old age."