Easter

 I got 16 things camera-ready last night, and that involved taking a big thing apart that's a "Heathkit". These are not actually Heathkits or they'd be worth more, but are electronic instruments produced in-house by one of the nuclear research labs, and have their own internal model numbers etc., but are not recognized commercial products. And no one wants the things. But the parts are worth something. 

The illegal night club was noisy as usual and I called the cops as usual and they were too busy to show up as usual, it was Saturday night and they were working on a missing person case. I don't blame 'em, they have to prioritize things. And at least the call goes on the record. 

The best answer I've come up with so far is to simply stay up, doing things that keep me occupied enough or are noisy enough on their own that I don't care. Which is why I grabbed this big thing to take apart and had a fine old time taking it to bits and tossing the bits I wanted to sell in one box and the ones I didn't, in another, as well as a small pile of case parts. The stuff I didn't want went outside the door here at about 5:30AM. 

I woke up around 3 I guess. Now I had a choice about this day. I've been wanting to try busking at my local H Mart, which is crazy busy on Sundays, and/or the 99 Ranch up the street. But I was also curious how Easter might be at Whole Foods on the Alameda. Now, lunchtime was probably great. But staying up all night, that was not going to happen. Best case I could play 4:00-5:30 leaving me a bit of time to shop. 

In real life it was 5:15 to 6, and there were tons of people going in and out but they were all in a hurry, and I made $9. Petition Guy was there and got someone/sucker to sign all his petitions but that had taken him being there all day. 

I wanted to see how it was when Whole Foods was closing and turning people away, thinking I might get a burst of tips but that didn't happen at all. 

I packed up and tried San Pedro Square by the Old Spaghetti Factory, trying to play over the canned music that's always playing there now, from 2-3 different sources. I didn't get a thing. I'm convinced everyone who goes there is dead broke, look like they're doing OK because you can find pretty nice clothes at Goodwill or by just cruising around trash day, and they go there hoping to meet someone who isn't broke. With little success, I surmise. 

I took a little ride around, thinking if there are people hanging around camPUS burger, I might try there, or at Leroy's place by the long-gone Johnny Rockets (famous locally for looking like the neutron bomb had gone off and everything just how it was when people put down whatever they were doing and left, with napkins, salt and pepper shakers, etc., even a Starbucks cup, just how it had been left 5 or more years ago) but there were just no people around. 

I stopped in at U-Save Liquor on 1st, where all the scumbags congregate, got a 6-pack of Guinness in bottles and a bag of pork rinds, and got out of there, to back here.