Ha!  There weren't any.   I was all worried about it but it was easy as cake.

First I went to the DMV for the title transfer and when the woman was filling out the form, she naturally checked gas.  She seemed pretty easy going so I told her it was actually changed to a diesel.  She scratched out the gas and checked diesel, then made a note that it was converted.  She grabbed the guy next to her (supervisor) and asked him if there was anything else she had to do and he said nope.  and added that I just have to take it through DEQ to get it registered.

So then I was worried about DEQ.  Would they show it as Gas still?  Would they question the diesel?  Would they test it if their computer did not show the RRC with a diesel?  I ran a tank of B99 through it and took it in this morning.  First in line for when they opened at 8:30, questioning my logic if the guy had not had his first coffee yet.  Argh, the guy did not look friendly.  I'm imagining the outcome from either easy pass, to denying it completely-forever, to being led away in cuffs.

Pulled in, he asked the year with a smile (phew)  immediately said, "it's a diesel"?  Yep.  We talked about the other guys Mini Cooper.  He went to his computer, an I'm thinking, OK here it is. He came out smiling,  went to the tailpipe and put in the sniffer.  Went back to the computer and disabled the Hydrocarbon test, ran the CO test, never asked me to rev the engine like a gas vehicle, and walked back to me asking for the $21 dollars.  It took all of 7 minutes for my passing emissions certificate.  

I drove out smiling ear to ear feeling dumb for being worried about it.  Went straight to DMV and got my new registration and tags.

 I now (should) have a title and registration coming in the mail officially listing it as a diesel.

WOOHOO!

Well there was one other component to it... I was travelling for business couple weeks ago and used the restroom between flights. This Craig guy taps my foot under the stall and asks me what I want. Seemed odd, but just in case I found some sort of "Toilet Geenie", I told him I needed my truck to fly through the DMV. He said it would cost me a drink at the bar and after ordering, that's where I don't remember much other than him pouring some sugar in my margarita.

Evidently he WAS some sort of Toilet Geenie (though he called himself a Senator) because my truck flew though the registration process. All was well except that the flight home was really uncomfortable sitting on that seat cusion so long. Airport toilet paper must be pretty rough.

Sweet. Sounds like some great customer service there. Can you now whistle Dick-see from both ends now Todd?

Um, I don't quite understand Dan?  is that a trick your familiar with? 

But I have been spending more time at the airport stalls hoping for a winch bumper...  Maybe I should try Spokane or LaCenter?