Regressing?

 Last night I decided I wanted to drown my sorrows in some shopping, so I took the US Postal Service packages which I didn't need the trailer for, and took off just a bit before 6, so I'd be in the dark so I took my cutesy yellow tape wrapped billy club that's really a long bolt used to fasten wire reels together. I carry that with the strap around my wrist so it'd be really difficult for a zombie to take it from me, even if I were jumped by surprise and knocked off my bike. Not taking chances here. 

But I actually had zero zombie problems in fact I didn't even see any of the filthy things. I dropped off the packages at the post office and got stuff at H Mart which meant a smoked fish and some surimi, other odds and ends, and since the large bottles of sake were pretty wiped out, a bottle of sake of some new to me, Korean-sounding, brand and a bottle of Sho Chiku Bai nigori. 

I went right back to the shop here and had smoked fish, seaweed (I have a lot of it that H Mart was throwing out) and surimi. I intentionally declared "pau hana" for the day in the hopes that if I ate well, got good and drunk, and went to sleep early, I'd get up early. It didn't work. I was up around noon. 

The radio is abuzz with how the rightists are worried the white race is dying out. Oh, please. I used to think that when I was in Hawaii but then I came to the mainland. They're not dying out. They breed like rabbits. They pretty much run everything here They're in no danger at all. 

PhotoLukeHawaii just put up a simple video of a walk around Honolulu's Chinatown and will I ever happily take my place at or near the bottom of the social order just to be back home. I swear even the cucumbers were smiling. 

I got out of here with some FedEx packages a bit after 5. I wanted to get something from one of the local stores to eat and settled on Baba's Falafel and got the lamb shish kabab plate. That was $17-odd counting in the tip, but I'd figured it would be that much. 

Coming back, riding through Fry's parking lot, I rode through a group of three bicyclists, who did not strike me as friendly. I looked back when I could and saw a white light; white usually being on the front telling me maybe they were considering coming back around after me. I rode quickly over to Rogers and stopped at the old building and turned all of my lights off, 

I got back here OK and started in on my big meal of the day. It was really good.