Seeking a discussion/information on drivers licenses.

[hunter]

24. I was living in Southern California and had a question I needed to ask a prominent U.C. Berkeley...

...scientist.

He hadn't answered my mail or phone messages. This was before most people, even scientists, knew what the internet was. I was on the internet, since 1979.

In my mind it was a VERY IMPORTANT question. Some aspects of my off-my-meds OCD can be very amusing.

So I drove up to Berkeley, sleeping in my car, found out his office hours, and we had a lovely long discussion. Office hours are lonely times for so many professors. He didn't realize I wasn't a student of his until he asked as I was leaving.

Amazingly he kept up our correspondence until I moved on to other obsessions.

A couple of days ago I was dropping off some stuff at a Goodwill Industries Blue Box. A semi-homeless woman I often see around came up and asked if she could look through the stuff, before I put it in the box. She took a life size garden squirrel sculpture. I hope whatever place she is officially sleeping, whenever she is not sleeping disguised as a pile of trash behind the supermarket, they let her keep it.

My own grandma was a retired welder and crazy bag lady who happened to own her own home and had a good pension. Unfortunately she became a danger to herself and others. She fought off the police and paramedics for several hours, kicking, hitting, biting, throwing things, and cussing. Naked.

OMG, at her worst my grandma could say things that could render a man permanently impotent. The court put her in a nursing home, but she never lasted long in nursing homes and often had to live with my parents. She was the direct instigator of the very worst weekend of my entire life.

At my own worst, I'm just a quarter of my grandma's intensity.

Unlike your Jeff maybe, or my grandma, I'm the mostly harmless quiet invisible sort.