Up at 3. Last night I had a sort of "BLT bowl" thing I made with the beef bacon I'd cooked before leaving, then since the beef bacon left a lot of fat in the pan I scrambled a couple of eggs in it and ate those before taking off also.
The post office was normal and the chute was even working. FedEx was normal too.
I got back in here just before sundown, had my "BLT bowl" and wine, and watched stuff on YouTube. I watched the rest of "Fiddler On The Roof" which I really didn't remember much of when I saw it as a kid. It was one of those shows my mom insisted on watching and I pretty much remembered the part where Topal dances around singing about tradition, and the "If I Were A Rich Man" song.
I was awake earlier, but got up at 3. I read the rest of Morris Berman's Japan book, then read "As I Lay Dying" by William Faulkner.
Then around 9, I took apart 4 different pieces of test equipment that had been put together, sort of home-brewed, by people at the Lawrence Livermore National Laboratory. The problem is, if it's not made by a recognized maker, I can't give the stuff away. So they're what I called "take apart-ers for Carter" and that's what I did. I find it rather relaxing, just put my mind in neutral and take stuff to bits, keeping the bits we can sell. Then I dragged a big box full of the scrap metal and parts out for some scavenger to find.
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