Yesterday I'd stayed up all night and as soon as the post office and FedEx were due to be open, I took everything that needed to be shipped and shipped the things out, before the rain came in. It was actually dry, and warm, just with threatening clouds.
As soon as I got back I relaxed a bit and went to bed. When I woke up at about 6:30 in the evening, it was really wet out there so I'd made the right decision.
For some reason the post office had been shown on Google Maps as "Temporarily Closed" so I thought something must have happened and I went to the other post office that's a few major blocks North on Junction.
Brokaw Road is a sort of dividing line, where there's really not anything "high tech" South of Brokaw, and North of Brokaw one enters the high-tech zone with huge blocks, everything scaled for car travel (no one walks in this zone), "brutalist" buildings and high-tech companies with funny names. The lawns are as neatly manicured "..as Lego pads" to quote Douglas Coupland in his book "Microserfs".
This post office is funny because it's all Indian folks running it, and frankly it's kind of a small, sleepy post office. I dropped off my packages, turned around, and rode back. On my way out I'd stopped at the lunch truck that parks across from Tom's and gotten a breakfast sandwich, and parked in front of Tom's to eat it, eating the fillings and tossing the bread to the gulls and this one half-tame crow that hangs out at Tom's. The gulls didn't let him have any of the bread but being a lot smarter than a gull, maybe he was able to get the cheese off of the wrapper.
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