I'd been so sleepy last night I went to bed at 3, fairly early for me, and woke up around noon. I tried to find some adapters I need to ship and of course I could not. There's a universal law of nature around here that no thing will be shipped until it absolutely has to, and if I can't find something that law says I must wait until 15 minutes before it goes overdue and then I cancel the order.
Tech is so miserable and so underpaid for 99.99% of the people in it, that I'd not encourage anyone to bother with this crap. Learn to be a barber or a short-order cook or shine shoes or something.
I did a much-needed hair cut and washed up, then headed out with the things I was able to pack last night, and dropped those off at the post office, then went to the bank. The IRS has cashed my checks, which is good, but it's left me with a lot less in the bank so I have to be a lot more serious about saving half of each paycheck and preparing for when the busking season starts.
After the bank, I went to Whole Foods and got some meatballs and vegetables and a near-beer and when I was done eating I did some shopping, then went to the Amazon place for bubble mailers, and then to Nijiya for some shopping there.
I'm trying to make sure to look where most people don't, in the freezer case, and I saw they had Portuguese sausage at a decent price so I got one of those along with the other things. "Blondie" was at the register and asked what it was, and I said it's Portuguese sausage, asked if I was trying it out, and I said something like, "I only grew up on the stuff" and he then asked if I had "Portuguese in my heritage" and I said no, and that everyone in Hawaii eats this stuff. Then somehow we ended up talking about sugar cane and pineapple and he said his mother was born in Hawaii "in a sugar cane field" which I doubt, in sugar cane plantation housing, sure that's very possible. One of the houses we lived in when I was a teen was a plantation house that had been moved out to a cheap lot on the Windward Side to rent to poor people like us. He then asked if sugar cane is still grown in Hawaii and I said No, it, and pineapple, are old history - all gone now.
The wind (that good old End Times wind) had been howling all day so it was a relief to get back in here.
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