I was up most of the night, counted out 23 little bags of capacitors and have two other little things to make 25. It's like painting where there's a lot of time put into sanding and prepping, then Zoom! Zoom! The actual painting goes quickly.
I practiced ... I can do the high notes it's just controlling them. Obviously I didn't go to shakuhachi club last night but I'm not sure the club even met, as there's generally an email a few days before saying it's coming up, and I didn't get one. I wrote a nice email to Rinban saying that I've learned a lot in the class and it's improved my trumpet playing but I'm going back to trumpet.
Not only is that loud Polish guy with his tenor sax perfectly OK in Waikiki which means a more "local" person playing trumpet and not being as loud is probably OK too, but I had a vision of the future that I now think is not applicable.
The minimalist in me liked the idea of going to an instrument with no moving parts at all, and that literally grows out of the ground. But in reality, during the time I'll still be alive, there will be plenty of trumpets even though they're a factory-made item and there will be far more trumpets than capable players of them. Even if, or as, things get worse than they were in the 1970s, people will make sure a capable trumpet player has a trumpet, in the same way that art materials tended to get filtered my way.
I had one thing I wanted to ship out (it was actually overdue since I didn't pack it last night) and it required/the customer wanted a double box and I was able to do it using two boxes I'd recently picked up that were "eh" quality, but between the two of them and the padding, the thing should be fine.
I took that up to FedEx, found some neat packing stuff on the way back and dropped that load off here, then took off again. I went to my chin-up place near 99 Ranch and did, well, chin-ups, and noticed they were throwing out tons of techie stuff by their loading dock. Like tons of chips, things like 100 or so antennas for WiFi stuff, etc. But you know what? I don't give a shit any more. If I were on my own, those antennas are $100 right there and who knows how much the chips and other things are worth, but there's enough crap to sell off around here over the next 10 months. I took a bag of smallish conductive zipper bags I can use, and that's it.
I went to 99 Ranch and got some things including "Penang White Curry" ramen with which I did the usual: Set at one of the tables by the tea place and took the seasoning packets out and put them in a little bag, and left the noodle packages by the trash can for some bum or another to pick up.
Then I rode over to H Mart, locked the bike, and walked over to Sprouts to get my macadamia nuts and a hothouse cucumber. Then walked back over to H Mart and got a can of my beloved chicory coffee and, having counted my change and wanting to use it up, got a couple of hot things that my understanding are 1/2 price after 7. I turned out to be wrong, though, as they were buy one, get one of equal or lesser value. So I was about a dollar short and just used my card.
I rode home happy because now I've got shopping done I don't have to do tomorrow, and don't have to worry about it.
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