Trouble is, people are noticing.
I woke up at 1 in the afternoon and turned on the radio and even on NPR, they're talking about how the Southern Poverty Law Center's antics have caught up with them, It's been a simple case of "cobra farming". In India, years ago, they paid a bounty for cobras. The result was people started farming cobras to turn them in. The SPLC has been manufacturing the thing they claim to fight.
This is a standard small-hat tactic.
I left here around 3, went downtown and did my usual route; drop off trash, drop off donations at the Japantown little free library, go by the Amazon place for some bubble mailers, then over to the bank to deposit the check Ken had dropped off Friday night. Then came back here by way of 1st Street and U-Save Liquor where I-Saved on a six pack of those sour little bottles of Guinness.
I got back in here, put the trailer on the bike and loaded it up with the packages I'd packed last night, and took 'em to the post office, and stopped at 99 Ranch for some packs of ramen, then rode back here, following my route to find packing stuff. I didn't find much filler like bubble wrap, but I found some good boxes.
I had a dinner of H-Mart kim chee and Wal-Mart Swiss cheese, and finished the load of laundry I had going, and cleaned up the bathroom and had just about given up on Ken coming over and was starting to round up a batch of things to list on Ebay, when he showed up.
I got my check, and all's fine and dandy. He's not sure when he can pay the "NNN" thing to the landlord, since he's waiting for his employer to pay him. But he's getting his Social Security which he's using for things like paying the rent here. We talked finances a bit. No, it's not any car loans; his cars are all paid off. Home insurance has gone up a bit, but the main thing, it seems, is credit cards. He's trying to get a consolidation loan ....
The thing is, he'll probably pull it off. He's an early Boomer with a big house on a small lot and N+1 cars, and banks love those types. And that will probably lessen the stress for Oh I don't know, probably a year or so anyway.
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