I got about 14 things packed, small things, and got 'em to the post office, and it felt like it was going to rain out thee and it just felt ... weird.
So after the post office I rode right over to Nijiya for some things, only had to dodge a few zombies because it wasn't dark yet plus it felt like it might start raining.
I got back here and had a beer and some snacks, then had a hot coffee, flavored with a bit of cinnamon and vanilla. I burned a load of "sensitive" (addresses etc on it) trash and Lo and behold, a couple of zombies came through on bikes, making weird sounds. I got done with what I was doing and got my ass back in here, and sure enough, a bit later one of the zombies came through with a zombie pit bull, maybe hoping I'd still be out there futzing around.
I have to wonder, if zombies want to eat brains, do zombie dogs want to eat dog brains?
I got another email from Pat on the Big Island, who said that yes, the neighbor I'd asked to check on him, the one with the art gallery is an enemy, who'd "done him wrong in a hurricane". And this or another neighbor, had cleared too many trees or something, or had to clear some of Pat's crap from his (not Pat's) land, so that made whoever *that is* an enemy.
I just don't get it, I get along with everyone around here. I asked Pat if he has any neighbors he's not enemies with, and haven't heard back so far.
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