I can't get the They Might Be Giants song "Dr. Worm" out of my mind. An ear-worm, if you will. It's a fun song though and more complicated than it seems.
I was up at 2, and out the door at a quarter after 3. I rode right to the bank and deposited two paychecks to the tune of $650. (And when I went over the numbers when I got back here, everything worked out to the penny, and I'm $200 up from two weeks ago, so saving $100/week.)
I walked up to CVS for vodka, and had checked prices of Windex there and at the hardware store. It's expensive and getting hard to find.
I did some shopping at Whole Foods and got some "salmon candy" which is dried salmon with a sort of sweetness to it that was on sale, and a $2 beer that looks like an iced tea, and various groceries. I went over to my spot by the baggage building of Diridon Station to have my little picnic and while it was cold, it was enjoyable watching the geese fly over and the sun setting, reflected by the "gold building" downtown where the IRS and other government agencies live.
I stopped by the Amazon hub for bubble mailers and got 5 or so. It seems they're starting to switch over to paper ones so I might have to have Ken order bubble mailers again in the future.
I headed for home, and on 10th street across from the pot shop there was a lunch wagon so I stopped there. I had $3 cash on me and wanted to support a local business and practice rolling my R's so my $3 and rolled R's got me two beef tacos and they offered me a drink also but I said I'm OK; I've got water.
I was finishing off the tacos back here before 6. It seems like everything's shifted by three hours so if I'm out until 7, it feels like being out until 10 used to feel.
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