I've had almost thirty hours of sleep in the last three nights...

I think I'm in bizarro-world. No one's been drugging my coffee or anything, have they? Or slipping me a telepathic mickey? (Yes, Betsy, this is me looking with great suspicion in your general direction.)

Anyhow. Events have reminded me that I'm nominally in charge of making sure that people who are of age to get their driver's licenses are given the opportunity, if they want. Anyone interested?