I managed to get to bed at midnight, and sleep until a bit past 8AM, so that's going well. I don't know why I'm waking up to pee so often, like 3X a night. I think it's light sleeping, though, as it's a lot more normal for me to sleep without getting up and then doing one large pee when I get up.
I got out another one of my "prepper store" boxes and took out stuff to donate, and left here at about 11AM. I dropped off the stuff in the little free library in Japantown, and rode over to this Veggie Fest thing being held in Discovery Park.
Overall, that was OK. There were lots of booths, heavy on public services like Cal Fire and the Sheriff's and the water department, and the forest rangers had a pet king snake out, trying to convince a little kid it was OK to touch. I said, "I can hold the snake" and the guy let me sort of halfway hold it - they feel amazing and I told the kid it feels like when you put the back of your hand on your own cheek but he wasn't having it.
I was all set to buy some food there but ... why, when food is vegetarian or vegan, do people have to get all weird about it? Plenty of traditional dishes are vegetarian and often vegan as well. A good traditional guacamole with chips is vegan. So is a nice bowl of hummus with some pita bread for dipping, garnished with a bit of olive oil and a kalamata olive or two. But no, they had all this weird stuff, and overpriced! Vegan tacos were 3 for $15, and they had all fruit and shit in 'em. Tacos are supposed to be a bit filling and have some "meatyness" to them, whether it's done with meat or not. So how about some tofu or wheat gluten, or mushrooms, or even boiled peanuts, with plenty of, say, pumpkin seed oil, and don't forget a small slice of avocado for garnish along with the salsa? Nope gotta have fruit and I dunno, jicama or some damn shit. So I noped out of that scene.
I visited the snake once more, learning it was found in Hellyer Park and they kept it and raised it. And then took off in search of something to eat.
I ended up at Lee's where I got one of their little plate lunch things and some day-old croissants because for some reason I crave croissants lately. I ate over at the college, as usual. At another bench, an Indian (I think) couple were being berated by an Asian lady about her Christian religion. I listened to her blather and concluded that people who do this must be really horrible people who've done horrible things to feel they have to do this to atone. Did she starve her children to death or do-in an elderly relative with a pillow or poison their boss? It's got to be something really bad. She eventually left, leaving the Indians to mutter, about what a pain she was, no doubt.
Then I went over to the "SoFa" area and got a coffee at what used to be Cafe Trieste, and is now some pinky-themed place where the very air smells like it will give you diabetes. A plain coffee was almost $4 with tip and they didn't take cash so I had to use my card. Years ago I was a regular there, now I can say I've been in once and don't have to do it ever again.
I sat outside and had coffee and a croissant, and in walking back and forth saw from the posters that Symphony San Jose is going to have a concert with Tine Thing Helseth, only one of the best trumpet players in the world. If I were still playing trumpet the decision would be simple: I must go. Herb Alpert actually came through town and I didn't get that excited because he was never one of the best trumpet players in the world. But since I'm not playing trumpet any more ...
I went down to Walmart for a few things, and on my way in, went in the wrong door and noticed I could check out the Coinstar machine and there was a handful of change in the reject slot, which I scooped up. Near the back of the store I had a look thinking there must be a bit of silver and foreign coins but it was all mundane stuff. Just 75c in regular old change.
I stopped by Nijiya on my way back for peanuts and chewing gum, and got back in here. It's my birthday and I can take it easy.
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