I finally got my address changed on my driver’s license! The third trip did the trick, but the experience wasn’t without comic relief: I queued up at 2:33 p.m. and walked out victorious at closing time: 4:59 p.m. While there, I made new friends, read the Joan Rivers issue of People magazine, did crosswords, balanced my checkbook and practiced the Zen of DMV. My persistence paid off. Next guest appearance will be in 2015 when I renew. I’ll be bringing meals, War and Peace and perhaps some cookie bribes. And yes, I did a happy dance in the parking lot.