This just in: JD Vance, AKA Fat Face, AKA the guy your couch is not safe around, killed the Pope. Poor dear old Pope Francis spoke to Vance, who shook the Pope's hand. Result hours later: Dead Pope. Everything MAGA touches they destroy. I just would like to know if Vance used a mercury salt or some type of poison on the Pope, which would be in line with Russian practices.
I packed another thing or two, and eventually took the 24 things to the post office and FedEx. I got some chicken and tater tots from my favorite food truck and came back here and ate, and had two things happen, one good and one bad.
The older idiot, or idiot-in-charge of the cleaning place next to me, parked one of his big vans right in front of here, and sat in there eating his lunch. He had tons of room elsewhere, and I went over into his shop and told the guys - who were lower ranking. The thing is, I didn't recognize the guy in the van as he head honcho. So now he's all pissed at me (and used some Spanish words I know... ) and I'm wondering why these guys have to keep apparently going out of their way to park right in front of here.
The good thing is, I got a phone call from no other than the library I'm going to on Wednesday to apply for my passport. The lady was very nice, and I said I was very happy to get her call; she was just confirming that I was going to make the appointment.
So, I decided, time to take on the passport form with its "30 to 90 minutes burden" as they put it. Yeah, it took some time. But first I got out my box 'o' papers and got out things like Army forms, my birth certificate, and so on. I got the form printed out, and a 2nd copy of pages 5-6 which are the actual useful ones, and now I just have to make lots of photocopies.
And I went to FedEx and made the photocopies, they require you to buy a card then load money onto it, so now I have a FedEx card with $6.50 or so on it left over. I made two copies of everything except one time I accidentally changed the paper to that longer type so after getting a copy on too-long paper I had to change it back. But it went pretty well and I also overpaid for one of those filing things with 13 pockets because geez, I need to get my papers whittled down to what I really want or need to keep and there's a lot in the box that I can get rid of.
I rewarded myself with some KFC (Korean Fried Chicken) and a beer.
On the way back I checked in with Tom and James; James hadn't been innocently standing still under the bridge, he'd been on a motorized scooter doing 30 MPH he figures, tried to scoot around a large truck that was making a turn, heading into a yellow light which was red by the time he got there, and that's when the car hit him. In other words, he's not getting any payout from this. At least he won't have medical bills.
I spent a lot of time adding information to a lot of listings Ebay says I have to add information to, whew that's annoying.
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