At the Assessor's Office. Kate must be Really thirsty.

Update: We took this picture as part of standing in line at the City Assessor's office for over a half-hour. Turns out, we probably didn't need to be in this line, but we didn't find that out until AFTER we waited in it.

My mom and dad and Kate brought out a car for Nick and myself, along with the dog. I think the car was just an excuse to get the dog here. It's a Ford 500. What, you've never heard of it? It was renamed the Ford Taurus after three years. It's the first car I've ever owned in the same decade it was manufactured.

Anyway, they got here about 12:00, and after eating lunch at Sweetie Pie's, we began the quest to register the car. I know you people in Utah are used to their one-stop convenient registration. Here in Saint Louis, we like things to be a little more challenging. And even if you've tried to do all your research online to know what to expect and be prepared, you will find misleading and incorrect information provided by the city to keep things exciting.

By the time we leave Saint Louis, I'll probably have some faint idea of how the whole convoluted process works. Tonight's most exciting episode took place at the Triple A office where we go to do the actual registration after the four other stops have been made. But it would just take more time to explain than it's worth. We got the car registration minutes before 5:00 and we've got the shiny new license plates to prove it.