Zootopia

There is a new movie out called Zootopia.  I want to see it beary much.  Maybe if I am good, my mom will take me to the movie theater.

You can watch a trailer for this movie below.  Does it remind you of anyone?

The DMV, part 2

Hello everyone.  I have been waiting at the DMV for quite a while now.  To pass the time, I have been napping in my car, eating snacks, coloring with crayons, doing homework assignments for school, and even ran some errands.  I hope my number is called soon.

"Tweeeenttyyyyy siiiiix?  Doessss anyyoneee haaaveee nuuumbeeeer tweeentyyyy siiiiix?" Ooogie called.

I looked at my ticket.

"Yes, that's me!" I cheered.  I went to the counter.

"Heeellooooo Ajdiiiin," said Ooogie.  "Thaaaaanks fooor youuuur patiiiiencee.  I wiiiilll takeeee youuuur piiiicturee foooor theeee driiiver'ssss liiiicenseeee."

I stood in front of a white wall while Ooogie took the picture.  *CLICK* went the camera.

"Whiiillle youuuuur liiiiceeenseeee issss priiiintiiiing, I neeeeeed tooooo iiiiinspeccctttt youuuuuur vehiiiiiclee," he continued.

I couldn't help but to feel a little nervous.

He checked the front headlights.

He checked the back lights.

He also got in the car and tested the brakes and blinkers.

"Loooooksss gooooood tooooo meeee," Ooogie said.

And with that, he attached a sticker to my windshield.

"Youuuuur liiiiicensssse isssss readyyyy," he said.

I picked up my driver's license from the counter.

"Yooooou areeee allllll seeeeet," said Ooogie.

"Sweet!  I can officially drive by myself now!"  I was beary happy.  "Thanks Ooogie!  I will see you later."

"Byyyyeeee Ajddddiiiiin," said Ooogie.  "Driiiiiive careeeefullly."

Then I got in my car and drove off.

"Tweeeeeentyyyy seeeeveeeen?   Doeesssss anyyyyoneeee haaaaave nuuuuumbeeer tweeeentyyyy seveeeen?   Anyyyyoneee?  Anyyyoneee?"

The DMV

Hello there.  Today I am heading to the DMV, or Department of Motor Vehicles, to get my driver's license and car registration.  You may remember that I passed my driving test from S.P. Driving School some time ago.

Ah, here we are, the DMV.  I wonder if someone is working here today.  I don't see anyone here yet.

After some time, someone showed up.  It was...

Ooogie.

"Helloooooo Ajdiiiiiin," he said.

"Hi Ooogie," I replied.  "I didn't know you work at the DMV.  Can you help me with my license and car registration?"

"Yesssss.  Buuuut pleeeeasseeee taaaaake a nuuuumbeeer."  He handed me a ticket.  I was number 26.

"What number is being called now?" I asked.

Ooogie pointed to the sign on the front of the counter.

"Threeeeeee.  Doeeeeesss anyyyyoneeeee haaaave nuuuumbeeer threee?  Anyyyyyoneeee?  Anyyyoneeee?"

I guess I will be at the DMV for a while today.