Two things. First, I learned a new word today: "armamentarium." Spell-check does not wish to allow me to use it, but I just read it off the page of the extremely charming book I am reading, called "The Debt to Pleasure" by John Lanchester, so I know it's real. This book is thoroughly delightful, reminding me constantly of myself, if I were only extremely educated, wealthy, snobbish, British and male. An armamentarium is the place one might use to store one's armaments. Presumably.Second, I had a partly stupid and infuriating, and partly relieving experience (debacle) at the DMV. Good god. This system has got to be streamlined a whole hell of a lot. Okay. So I had to go to the DMV, because my neighborhood, (NW INDUS) is being zoned for parking, which means we all have to pay $60 per year for parking passes. This is not a big deal, although it saddens me for all the reasons you are perfectly capable of thinking of for yourself. However, on the instructions I received in the mail, there was a note. NOTE: the name on the parking pass much match the name on the automobile's registration. Well, but this is not the case with me -- two times now I have gotten a new registration, and both times I filled in the little area which said if-your-name-has-changed-fill-in-here, and both times it came back to me, still under my married name. So whatever, I thought, if they don't care, I don't. Ah, but they do care, as I found out when scoping this out online. There it is, clearly stated: Name changes must be accomplished within 30 days of change. Ooops.