A delivery is supposed to be coming in today. So after the phone call from Ken I got in some time on the Voldyne and the shakuhachi. Page 23 in the book, that used to daunt me, is now something I can play through fairly well, playing each little phrase a few times. I'm getting better about keeping my middle fingers down too, as that's very important.
I have to be prepared to make my living with the thing in 4 years if not sooner.
I've applied for my drivers license renewal but that will not give me a "Real ID". That means after October 2021 I won't be able to fly, and presumably travel by boat either, on the ID I'll have. To get a "Real ID" I'll need to make an appointment and go to the DMV in person, and get an eye test. That mad me thinking I might have to get new glasses prescribed but then I remembered I have some "spares" obtained from thrift stores that I can pass the test with.
But if I feel some need to escape here, I need to make the decision before October.
I tried out the back/shoulder brace and it seems to help a bit. I even wore it overnight and slept through the night without being awakened by pain. I went through the whole bottle of sake but the sleep was probably worth it.
The delivery came around noon. I called Ken and amazingly, got him. He said he'll be over around 3 to pick the stuff up. He showed up a bit after three, and showed me the set of shelves he'd bought to install in the storage unit so it would not be "a layer of rubble on the floor". I told him I don't know if he saw the office trailer I had down in Gilroy, but it was the same thing. I had to buy shelves to get the stuff up off of the floor because otherwise there was no room to walk.
At least while waiting on Ken I got a lot of packing done, and had a horrible case of the shits for some reason. So my shoulder hurts, my my left leg hurts, my right kneecap hurts, and I've got the shits.
The shoulder brace thing is helping with the pain a bit, a double dose of Pepto-Bismol took care of the shits, and Ken came back after having set up the shelves in the storage unit. We got to work on the 4 large boxes of stuff. The oscilloscopes, plugins, etc were all wrapped individually in bubble wrap and there was tons of bubble wrap besides. I suggested just putting the bubble wrap wrapped things and putting them in the truck, I'll keep the excess bubble wrap, and get rid of the flimsy boxes somewhere. That made for no heavy lifting and one trip for Ken.
Ken invited me to come over and look at the storage, but I declined saying it'd be a distraction. But as soon as he left, I looked at the time and it was 5:00. At 5:10 I was heading out with the packages all loaded on the bike.
I went and did my deliveries and all went well. I stopped by the survival supplies place and they'd thrown out a couple boxes of pain pills that are like a combination of aspirin and Tylenol with some caffeine also. And I stopped by the storage, thinking Ken might still be there for some reason but he was gone. But now I know how to find it and that I have the entry code right and remembered just fine how to work the locks at that place.
So now I had all my shipping done and even my driver's license renewal mailed, and I rode home relaxed. But my stomach was sure waking up. I really wanted something to eat and I really didn't want to cook. I thought of the different food places around, and remembered the Vietnamese place in that little cluster of restaurants next to this big hotel and the casino.
When I'd come in, I'd passed a couple of security guards looking along the side of the road for some part that fell off of their retired and repainted cop car. I talked with them for a bit and told them about my trick, when looking for a part in the dark, of holding the flashlight down low so the light hits things at a low angle and makes things really stand out. When I went back out they were still there. "Hope you find it!" I called out as I rode past.
The Vietnamese place and a curry place next door had outdoor tables with people sitting around and eating and talking, no masks. Of course I was wearing mine and another guy getting take-out wore one too. I got the take-out version of a bowl I used to get there long ago that has "vermicelli" noodles with pork and shrimp and lots of veggies. Prices are going up, but I tipped well too. In about 10 minutes I had a mysterious take-away bag to dangle off of my handlebar, and I headed for home.
It was basically the same bowl, but in one of those clear plastic take-away clamshell things. And I'd swear the portions are a tiny bit larger than before. I was really hungry so I really chowed down.
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