Fame at last!

On my way to the barber shop yesterday afternoon, I had the windows rolled down on my car (it was only 91 degrees, after all). At a stoplight, I heard a young woman yell, "New Mexico! Whoo!" She waved. (She was in the passenger's seat.) I waved.

At the next stoplight, she held out a facsimile of a New Mexico license plate with "TAOS" in the middle.

That reminds me: My registration expires this month, so I get to learn all about the Tennessee DMV. (Hey, that rhymes!) The license plates here are boring, though, in comparison.