I practiced last night on the glass flute, and on a whim worked out "Smile" by Charlie Chaplain. This is a tune I got a lot of mileage out of on trumpet, and it works out OK on the 6-hole flute too. There are two notes I have to half-hole, the lower one a bit weak and the higher one good and strong.
I got some sleep, but kept waking up because I wanted to be up by about 2. I managed to finally get up around 2:30. After having a neat dream where, when you went to Walmart, you had to play this race car game where you sat in a car-shaped thing (like you find at a lot of arcades) and qualify somehow, before you could shop. I'd gone in to do this and for some reason the game wasn't working as normal, but I found I could drive it around the store, which was fun. The store, somehow, was like a Big-5 with narrower aisles and full of sports stuff. All in all a pretty great dream.
I went out and did a big spend, biggest except maybe for whatever my airline/hotel package will cost me when I actually leave, in a year.
I then rode over to 99 Ranch and H Mart for things, and walked over to Sprouts for my $10 a lb. macadamia nuts, some eggs, and a couple (2 for $3) "low carb" beef sticks which I sat in the employee lounge area and ate. There used to be an area where customers could sit and eat but I guess that's the employee hangout area now. But so far no one's said anything about my sitting there and I don't leave a mess.
I gave $3 to a bum who was sitting in front of Ulta Beauty. It's the same guy who used to kind of live at the electric light place, and before that, used to hang out in Japantown, yelling at people. He's a lot plumper and less crazy now. He was glad to get the $3. He's the only Asian homeless guy I've seen around here, a hugely Asian area.
Asians believe in this thing called "family" and will not let one of their "family" go homeless. In fact, the guy might have found some sort of a place to sleep safely with one or another of this "family" and just be hanging out because it's what he's used to and he gets to watch the world go by.
It's starting to get dark at 7PM and I'll have to move my schedule back so I leave here at 5 rather than 6. I rode back here, hurrying so I'd not have to bother with my bike lights, and going past Tom's place without even stopping in. I didn't have anything to drop off with him, and he's getting pretty busy with his "pet" bums, one of whom, James, he plans to employ drilling sampling wells again.
And speak of the devil, I just got a call, from James. He's found a dumpster "Full of electronics, capacitors and stuff". It's nearby and he could take me to it. I said I'm just not interested. A few minutes later another call; James can bring the stuff by here for me to "look at" (buy). No, just not interested at all, I said.
Not only are components really hard to sell these days, but I don't want any dealings with bums. James seems to have a high opinion of the junk he gathers, and has sold Tom stuff that Tom's lost hundreds on and will never be able to sell. I'm pretty sure James simply finds the things he gets, but "find" may be a loose definition.
More importantly, we're on the glide path around here. Once I'm gone this business will be over with. I could almost not list another thing and keep us selling 10 grand a month for the next, the last, year. There's no need to buy more stuff at all - or even find it on the street.
Speaking of which I've slacked off mentioning the day's freebees, like yesterday at 4 white onions, and today was 6 boxes of dried tamarind pods.
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