Going in with stuff for my license was a decent idea. The Secretary of State person looked almost kind of flustered-ish at our pile of documentation but was able to sort it out into reasonable proof that (a) I was married to bunny_hugger and (b) she was a resident of Michigan and therefore (c) so was I. Meanwhile I got to thinking of how difficult exactly forging all these documents would be; the only one that I think would be really tough would be the City of Lansing seal on the marriage certificate. It's a weakness.
There wasn't a test for my knowledge of driving codes or of my driving ability because, really, why should people have to prove themselves remotely qualified to barrel two tons of metal at 70 miles per hour? The most they did was put my head against a viewer and ask on which side the lights were flashing. Being able to confirm that, yes, there were lights flashing all around satisfied Michigan that I have any place on the road. (I should point out in fairness, New Jersey doesn't re-test drivers ever, not even a flashing-light thing, and I'd find it a real pain if they did, but I do think it would be a good idea.) And in minutes they were filling out a sheet of paper and stapling it to my New Jersey license (and slicing a chip off that; New Jersey had punched a hole in expired licenses), with the implicit promise that I would have a real driver's license in a couple weeks.
Now, car registration ... this would be a bit of a challenge. I've had car insurance through a company that I love as much as it's possible to love a car insurance company. Well, it's the insurance company equivalent of a local credit union, you see. You can get a policy with them only if you work for one of the companies whose employees they were established to provide insurance for, or if you have a family relationship with someone who has a policy. I got my policy as a budding off of my parents' policy. The thing is, the Secretary of State office did not believe that they cover Michigan's insurance requirements. They wouldn't give me car insurance unless I got a promise from my insurers that they handled Michigan law. So we went home, with car stuff only half dealt-with.
Trivia: A joke in Poland following the launch of Sputnik was that the Soviet Union finally had a satellite smaller than Albania. Source: Project Vanguard: The NASA History, Constance McLaughlin Green, Milton Lomask. NASA SP-4202.
Currently Reading: Railroads of New Jersey: Fragments of the Past in the Garden State Landscape, Lorett Treese.