Today I woke up too late to go out and do much of anything. So I decided to go out and do the big Walmart shopping trip I'd have done yesterday.
I got out of here around 6? 7? and dropped off trash, picked up three copies of a Socialist magazine called "Monthly Review" at one of the little free libraries, and stopped at the Amazon place for bubble mailers.
Then I rode down to Walmart, and bought ... all kinds'a stuff. I had $75 cash on me so I figured I'd be all right. Although it was by now about 9 at night, it was "busy" because there were only a couple of checkouts open.
I got in an enjoyable conversation with a huge lady in a Walmart scooty-puff, which had the weird habit of not liking to back up. She had to go forward, then maybe the thing would back up.
Nevertheless, she knew every podunk storefront from Morgan Hill through San Martin to good old Gilroy, and we had great fun talking about chickens, horses, coyotes, skunks, possums, and various and sundry critters. I got to see a photo on her phone of a magnificent rooster with a white tail, and hear all about his quirks and mannerisms. And she did not flinch at my side of the story, which involved solving the problem of too many adolescent roosters fighting at the Gilroy place, of potting them with a .22 and burying them under apple trees.
It helped pass the time, we both remarked. And I was wished well, as I'd helped her put her things on the belt at the checkout, saying something like, "We younger folks are a resource, it's what we're here to do!".
When I finally got checked out, it was about $85 and I had about $75 on me, so it went on the card.
I rode out of there and before I got to downtown proper it started to rain and big drops too. So I rode to the light rail station and took the light rail up to Karina station, and rode back from there. It hadn't rained too much but for all I know it might have poured and I wanted to avoid the gunkiness.
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