I fought the law, and I won!

Here is a story for you. It took place last Saturday. I was on my way over to Joel's place to play cards with Joel, Leslie, and Tuuk. First I swung by McDonalds to grab some food, and then proceeded down Fuller. While I'm chomping down on some fries, I get to Lake Dr... wait at the light a bit, then turn left onto Lake. That's when the lights & flashers flicked on in my rearview, and I had to pull over. Sigh. At this point, I assume my tail light is out, as I couldn't really think of anything I was doing wrong... unless eating fries while driving is a crime now (I was seriously considering this to be the case.). So I pull over, and wait for John Law.

John Law : License, registration, and proof of insurance.
Me : thinking: Odd that he didn't ask if I knew why he pulled me over.
[I grab for my glove box, and find about 8 different proof of insurance forms, and hand the most recent one, along with my driver's license, to John Law... I begin searching through the rest of the insurance forms and bank envelopes for my registration... I can not find it.] [A minute passes, I am still searching.]

John Law : You keep searching for that, I'm going to head back to my car to check on this.
Me : Okay.

[I still don't quite know why I've been pulled over. I'm still banking on Tail light though. I continue to search for my registration, but soon realize that it is not here. My only thought: perhaps when I had to fill out all the information for ending my lease, and starting the purchase of my car, I needed to fax that information in, or something, and left it in my room.] The cop returns.

John Law : Alright. The reason I pulled you over is that we had you doing 45 in a 25 back there. Also, your tags on your plate have expired.
Me : [looks at him a bit quizzically] Um.. Doesn't that usually expire on your birthday?
John Law : Yeah. It expired last month. 10-27-04 er.. 05.
Me : Hrm. No, that'd be this month.
John Law : No, They expired last month.
Me : No, That's this month. It's 10 now.
...
John Law : [looks confused] It's--
Me : It's October.. this month.
John Law : [Stares at me, rather confused.]

A very awkward minute or two passes, with him standing by my car, looking mainly at me, and occasionally at the ticket he's already written up for me.

John Law : Okay, I screwed up. Have a good day.
Me : Alright. Thanks.
John Law : Keep it slow around here.
Me : Sure... Um, since I have you here.. Any idea if--I had to send in information for switching this from a lease to a buy recently, and I can't find my registration.. Do you know if you have to send that in when you're doing something like that?
John Law : Um.. yeah, I don't know.. You can get a citation for that too.
Me : Yeah, that's what I figured, so I wanted to ask. Can I go get a new one?
John Law : Yeah, when you renew your plate you'll get a new one.
Me : Alright, good. Thanks.
John Law : Yeah. Watch your speed around here.

I left, and pulled up to Joel's place. The only parking spot I saw open was where I usually parked, just behind the "No Parking" sign. I pulled up, and then thought: If that cop follows me, he'll pull me over, and ask for my registration, then give me that stupid ticket. I'm not parking here. So I pulled out, and looked, and decided to park in the Post Office Parking Lot. I pulled in, and parked right by the "Post Office Employee parking only!" sign. Sigh.. Then I looked to my right, and there was a cop, hanging out in the parking lot. Curse you! So I've already parked.. what to do? I decided to pretend like I was looking for something. I popped the trunk, searched through there, then looked for my registration again [in vain]. Then another dude parked in the lot, and got out, and walked away, so I grabbed my bag, and decided to leave as well. Then the cop started to pull out, and for a second I thought he was going to say something to me, but instead, he just pulled away onto Lake.

Ron Wins!