Mike Mennonno flunked the written part of his driver's test today, but that's not what got him grumpy at the Chinatown RMV.

RMV to charge $5 to talk to a person.

And it's only electronic - no more paper notifications.

Massachusetts Choose Life says it is only 214 sign-ups away from getting the Registry of Massachusetts to begin offering "Choose Life" vanity plates - part of whose proceeds would then fund the group's mission.

The state requires non-profit groups to either sign up 3,000 motorists for a charity plate or 1,500 motorists if the group puts up a $100,000 bond. The plates would cost $40 - with $12 going to the state to pay for stamping out the plates at MCI Cedar Junction and the rest going to Choose Life (there is an additional fee for swapping out an existing Massachusetts plate).

I probably missed an earlier story or something, but this Herald piece kinda rates a fail because it says the feds are investigating possible safety issues at new RMV offices at the Charlton and Natick rest stops without ever saying what those safety issues are. Anybody know?

Michael Graham charged with running red light, driving with a revoked license in Framingham, according to Jessica Heslam, who also posts Graham's statement on how it's all Rachel Kaprelian's fault, because under her command, the Registry no longer sends out notices of revocation, and he didn't know.

Innocent, etc.

The Globe plays Snopes and reports the Registry is NOT calling them back in.

Will also stop notifying you when your license is up for renewal.

That would be the Roslindale RMV on a hot July day.

OK, granted, it's no longer in the basement of the old municipal building, but now it's in this tiny little room up a ramp in the old municipal building, with far too few seats for the number of people crammed into it. And, yesterday, it managed a neat trick: Although the air conditioning was on, you still managed to overheat because a) all the people there and b) no circulation whatsoever. Combine that with all the elephants stomping around upstairs at the community center (well, what sounded like elephants stomping around upstairs) and it was enough to induce nausea.

Now add in extra-friendly RMV workers. We were there to renew Nancy's registration. She has an ankle issue right now, it hurts her to stand for long, so when we got there, she took the only available seat - in front of some PC used for testing or something. She must've been sitting there for 20 minutes before an employee saw her and simply barked, "YOU CAN'T SIT THERE!" Now, in those 20 minutes, not a single person had needed to take an exam there (or do whatever it is one does there). We explained why she was sitting there. Drone replied: "THERE ARE SEATS AROUND THERE! YOU CAN'T SIT THERE!"

Fortunately, there was, indeed, a single seat this time around. But apparently "excuse me" is not in that RMV worker's vocabulary. I wonder if she's the same worker who tried convincing some guy he was dead on one of my earlier visits there.