So, Dirty Diaper Don "worked" at a McDonald's, causing many, like myself, to decide they've eaten their last McD's. Seriously F that place. And the decision to let Mr. Fecal Incontinence "work" there was at the highest corporate level.
Now, on the radio news last night and today, there's been a huge e. coli outbreak with something like 50 sickened and one or two dead. Coincidence? Not directly, but the kind of business that would court filthy, felonious, wanna-be dictators is probably the same one that's lax with things like hygiene.
Yesterday I took apart a big microscope thing and listed the parts. Also took apart a dual power supply with lots of neat parts and sorted and discarded a lot of coaxial cables, keeping the good one I think will sell to list... today I think as I have so much to do and they'll take less time than the power supply parts.
I listed the cables, got cleaned up, and left here around 3:30. I dropped off trash, dropped off one small package that had to go to the post office, then rode down to Walmart. I had a bag of change with me. First I went in and with my last $2 got a beef stick using the self checkout because I was hungry. Then I cashed in my coins; they came to a little over $29.
That little over $29 paid for dish washing liquid, foot powder, and some wet wipes. Now I had to get over to Whole Foods, where I got some chicken and fish and a bottle of beer. I had just enough time to eat and then get over to the temple.
It was a pizza party in the sukkah. I had lots of salad and one thin slice of pizza, and only hate half the bready part.
Then we did cool Torah stuff like, we walked around the room 7 times waving flags following the person carrying the Torah. Then we lined up around the periphery of the room and the Torah was unrolled, each of us holding up part of it. It was rolled up again. The new students (little kids) were called up and each got a honey stick and a little miniature Torah that I think is the coolest thing - I'm seriously considering buying one for myself from Behrman's or somewhere.
Then the rabbi got out the lightest of the three Torahs and we trooped outside for a quick circle of the front of the temple to the tune of Hava Nagila, with the one in front holding the Torah - this person was changed periodically so lots of people got a chance. We went into the banquet hall and lots of people did Israeli dances. I didn't because my back has been getting better slowly and I don't want to risk making it worse again.
I left and rode to Whole Foods where I got a bottle of wine, and rode back here. And put my about $1.50 in change in a small pickle jar because there's no way I'm going to fill that big tubular whisky container before I need to cash the coins in. A pickle jar is just about right.
And, on my ride home I saw a busker! A young kid playing a guitar, not singing just strumming chords that sound good. I saw a $20 and some other bills in his guitar case. I said I didn't have any money but dug into my Walmart bag and got out the wet wipes. "These are very handy!" I said, and he thanked me enthusiastically. That was cool.
Also, on my ride to Walmart, at one point I was on a wide sidewalk and passed a lady pushing her kid in one of those cloth sided wagon things. I waved to the little kid and the mother said, "Oh! The trumpet player!" and I said, "That's me!".
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