Ryan needed a California Driver’s License for a job application so off to the DMV. We took the 21, got there in perfect timing, which was weird since most of our vacations, while fun, never fall on schedule.
Ryan made an appointment. Thank goodness, that places was packed. Though, I never have been to such an efficient DMV or DoR.
He passed the test, horray. Now he is officially a citizen of the great state of California, kinda.
Ever since the lasik I have felt that I’ve become a bit dyslexic and this was illustrated as we walked out of the DMV and found ourselves faced with a classic city hot dog stand.
However, what I saw was something different. Yes, they both sold hot dogs and both offered you two gallons of mustard and ketchup, just one pump away… But the one I saw had direction, had a message and was owned by Jesus, the son of God…
This is what I saw
I think it is a sign. I think what this tells us is that Jews can in fact consume ham, if it is good enough for Jesus… or maybe these were Kosher Jesus Hot Dogs. I’m still not sure.