So, I thought maybe the cops finally caught up with me. As I was pulled over shortly after 11pm while on the way home from my Monthly Perl Meeting, I wondered which of my crimes it was they wanted me for.

To my surprise, my only offense that bothered him was the fact that not one, but both of the lights by my license plate were out. Oops.

He didn't seem very concerned, but he proceeded to ask for my license and registration, which I dug up and gave him.

I didn't realize then, but after I arrived at home without incident, I looked at the registration I handed him, and discovered that it was expired. Heh.

So, I either gave it to him with enough confidence that he didn't notice the year, or he mumbled something about what an idiot I was, but let me go because he didn't feel like doing any paperwork. Hrm.

Update: For the record, I do actually have a current registration. I just handed him the wrong one :-)