I got in way too late last night to consider listing anything on Ebay. By the time I'd portioned out the beef and pork I got and put that into the freezer, and done a lot of other little things, most of the night was used up.
I sliced up some mackerel I'd bought to leave it out for the birds, then decided to filet the nicest part out of each slice to use in soup after all, and put that into the freezer too. I need to prep fish like this so when I decide on fish soup I can just take the bag out of the freezer and make it just like I do with my prepped beef and pork.
I'd put together two bags of books, by taking the ones I'd found during the week and putting in a few I was keeping for myself that I'd probably never read. I had those ready to go and I woke up at 3:30, with just enough time for some coffee and nuts and to get out the door at 10 after.
I got over to the book store in time, and pretended to look very interested in their old paperbacks on the shelf by one of the fans so I could stand in front of the fan. This time around it was $7.50 cash. So I'm about a third of the way to paying off the Genki Japanese I book with workbook I'd spent about $70 on at Kinokuniya.
I rode back downtown and over to the Peace & Justice Center little pantry I guess it is, and moved the loaves of bread to the bottom shelf and populated the top one with the leftover books. Some guys had a little table set up and told me there's a concert going on that I should come in and see, "We have some pretty good singers". I said Sure I will, but I have one more errand to run and will be back. I rode off. At least they'd given me a pound of walnuts in a bag, that my crow friends will appreciate.
Now I was hungry so I went to the new Lee's and got a pork skewer. That was $5 but was really generously sized. Back in the old days it would be a meal for two people if there was also rice.
I rode down to Walmart and got things like a 6 pack of 600ml bottles of diet 7-Up, thus ensuring I've got soda to offer Ken for the next 6 weeks. And other odds and ends from paper towels to witch hazel.
I found 7 books on my way back to Japantown, parked at Nijiya and went in and got some Black Black gum, a package of jalapeno peppers, and a can of Dutour black coffee. It was really busy because there was a "sake walk" going on so I sat at a table with two guys and one guy's girlfriend who was curled up trying to tune out the world, apparently.
I enjoyed sipping my cold black coffee and talking with the guys, with one guy really. We talked about liquors and beers and different tastes, and the current state of ramen, and all sorts of things. He had the empty bottle from some whiskey that he said was hundreds of dollars a bottle. As I handled the bottle he encouraged me to pour the last tiny bit, like .25cc, into the cap of my coffee and try it, which I did. "It's ... whiskey" I said.
We sat and talked for a good long time. His friend had to find a place to throw up, and I suggested he go into Hukilau, "Just go in like you own the place - that's what I do". The friend headed off that way but when he came back reported that he'd in fact thrown up in the gutter somewhere. He'd drank "more than I ever have before" and I'm pretty sure what was the case with the poor girlfriend, whose face I never saw.
I complimented the guy on his choice of a difuki from Nijiya, and said they're amazing compared to when I was growing up in Hawaii when they were smaller and you got a teeny little bit of black bean paste in the middle. He said the daifuki "predates us", that it had been sitting on the table when they got there. I said I'll take it, to give to a friend who won't notice it's stale.
We were finally a bit talked out and my coffee was finished, and I headed back here. I put the bike away, did my usual neatening-up in the parking lot and put the resulting bag of stuff in the HVAC place's dumpster, and settled down for the night.
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