I was up, got my 10 things listed on Ebay, didn't do any packing, and finally, after doing some octaves practice on the headjoint that didn't go very well, went to sleep at about 9AM.
I woke up around 4, and it was 109 degrees outside. I had coffee and (almost-melted) chocolate and was able to pack 8 things to go to FedEx so larger things, but I figured, get those out of here then I can work on the first-class stuff later. The FedEx place didn't have its usual AC on but just fans, because I think commercial places have to cut their power use especially when it's this hot.
I got out of here at 6:30, ran the stuff up, went around the back and got yelled at on the crappy loudspeaker for picking out some rather nice packages of white mushrooms out of the organic dumpster, and swung by Tom's to give him the larger packages. He had his guy Roy helping him ... or more like ... he was trying to help himself get out from under some of Roy's clutter. I'll have to point that out to him later.
I came back here along Rogers, so I got to check the "imperfect foods" dumpsters where I got a rather unripe melon, some medjool dates "with pits" and a funny little nutrition bar.
I got back here, put things away, and went back out to check the bountiful dumpster. It's back but didn't have much. Some little sticky feet which I always find useful, and a fan. That was pretty much it.
I got back and put those things away, and rode over to M8trix thinking I'd get out of the heat for a few hours. I'd brought the book "It Can't Happen Here" and figured I'd eat, drink, and read. I sat at the bar and ended up next to a talkative guy and got tacos and a Guinness - it was taco Tuesday so the tacos were only $5. Guinness with alcohol in it was OK, except for the alcohol. After eating my tacos and listening to the guy prattle on for a while, and he'd gone and come back with another beer in his hand, I "went to go get a coffee" and went over to the cafe for some of the drip coffee they give out for free and a croissant and actually got through a few chapters in the book. I had another coffee and a ham and cheese croissant, and read another chapter or two, and decided I'd been out of the heat long enough and rode home.
Once I got back here I was reminded why I'd left - it was still really hot. But at least in the middle of the night now it's a mere 78 or so outside.
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