I woke up at 3. I needed to be out the door by 3:15 and I was. I dropped off some things at the two blessing boxes, and picked up a book, "Cartooning" by Roy Paul Nelson.
I went to the bank and deposited my pay check, went to CVS for vodka then Whole Foods for odds and ends. I was helped by the World's Most Inept Cashier(tm) but we got through it. Nice guy, but must be really new or something.
I then went by the Amazon hub for some mouth rinse for this weird "geographic tongue" thing I've got going on, and bubble mailers of which I picked up plenty.
There wasn't much else I wanted to do so I rode for home and got back here at 5:20. The cold seems to really cut down on the number of raving zombies out on the street and I only saw a couple of really gone ones. (And one more that was far gone that I saw when I was back here, who was screaming or more like crowing over and over while he and his zombie cart full of shit and zombie dog shuffled through the parking lot here.
The taco truck on 10th was there - a cross from a pot dispensary - and I might have stopped if I had cash on me.
I settled down here with some salami and the beer I'd bought, and read the book on cartooning. The author covers the period from about 1900 - 1975 and it was fascinating enough that I read the whole thing - it's one to re-read with Google by my side.
We're back in "Is this trip necessary?" territory with a curfew again - not supposed to be out from 10PM to 5AM. That only means Ken might come by a little earlier, or last time he simply got a note from his employer saying he's an essential worker. I'm never out during those hours myself - busking until midnight at The Old Spaghetti Factory seems like a memory from another life.
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