Will Bridges

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In The Belly of The Beast

Hey, I'm back home. I'm writing this now from my father's house in Front Royal, VA. I got in to town last night at about 1am Eastern Time from my 11 hour journey. It's really cool to see my family and for my family to see my son. They haven't seen him in about 3 months and he's doing all kinds of new stuff now that he's a year old (really not a year old till next Tuesday but you get the picture). I'm sitting here now contemplating his birthday party we are throwing today. I'm wondering if my girlfriend's dad is going to show up (they don't really have a relationship). I'd really like him to be involved in my son's life because it'd be great if he understood all parts of where he comes from and his family. But, you know, you just can't get everybody to act right I guess. He seems like he wants to be involved in my girlfriend's life but then again he doesn't make much effort. It's hard to tell.

So, I have mixed feelings about being back here. On one hand this place nearly dragged me down to a really negative place a few times. On the other it still feels like home to a certain degree. But, it feels like an old friend I've grown out of at this point. I think I've matured beyond what this place has to offer. Sometimes I think of Nashville as my home. I really love it there (with the exception of the heat). I've been a big fan of Nashville and I've promoted it to other people. Nashville helped me give birth to my first son and my business has prospered in Nashville. However, I never really stay in one place beyond 2 or 3 years and that third year is next year. So, it's difficult to know whether I will stay. But, that should be a for a later post.

As I was saying, home is a spendid thing to visit and I can't wait to celebrate my son's first birthday with family and friends. But, I just can't say goodbye to this place quick enough. There's always a part of this place in my heart and if I didn't have a memory of all the things it means to me it may be a half decent place.

Department of Motor Chaos

So, I went to the Department of Motor Vehicles while I was here in Virginia. It was great… well a great waste of time anyway. They suspended my license by mistake. I was supposed to take a class in Virginia because I had so many tickets before I left but after I paid my fines and reinstatement fee Virginia told me all I needed to do was get my Tennessee license within a certain amount of days and I wouldn’t have any problems. The people at the DMV treated me like I was an liar when I told them this story. I finally convinced them to call the Virginia DMV headquarters and they told them my story was correct and they had mistakenly suspended my license since November of 2005. That’s over a year! And I drive to Virginia all the time. I could have got pulled over at any time and been stuck! I did get pulled over and harassed because I and my car were searched for no apparent reason. Further the police pulled me over because ‘my license plate lights were too dim?’. That’s absurd. Not only that but I couldn’t drive over the New Years holiday so I had to spend it in a local bar doing bullshit. Though I still had a pretty good time. I lost out on work because I couldn’t travel to my client’s office.

I’ve decided I’m going to send the Virginia DMV a bill for the hours of time they wasted and the work lost due to their mistake. I’m going to bill them the same rate as I would bill my clients. I’ll report back what they say when I send the bill. I’m just annoyed with the waste of time and resources they cost me for a mistake that was their own and not mine.