While still on the baseball card kick, I decided I needed to dig through some of the boxes on the shelves downstairs and bring up some of the binders with more recent cards in them, and inventory which ones I need for my want list. During my digging, I found this treasure:
Yes, Virginia, that was my CA license plate. I knew it was squirrelled away somewhere, so it was nice to find it again, and relatively intact, too. I’ve come a long way (thankfully) from living in a society where cars are like a second home, to telecommuting out of my home.
Also, thankfully, California apparently doesn’t enforce truth-in-advertising laws.