First Starbucks in I don’t know how long. I forgot how gross I find it. Acidic, muddy, tastes a bit like pipe. Sandy pipe. My other options were unavailable and time was running short so I did what I had to do, got what I got to got, have what I had to have. One place was out of coffee, the other closed for the holiday weekend. Festivus.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I am getting an air conditioner on Wednesday. I’ve wanted one for a long time but never really needed it until recently. I don’t mind waking up in a sweat but that condition is not favorable at certain times. I am hoping to install it myself. That’s a bit of a challenge to myself but one of the selling points for this particular a\/c is that it was easy to install. No drills required, apparently. I don’t even remember if I own a drill. I seem to remember buying or otherwise acquiring a basic drill set but why? I don’t do anything with that kind of gear.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I bought new clothes at the Lot-Less, if shorts and a t-shirt can be called new clothes. Not staying at home tonight and I forgot to pack a change of clothes. Fortunately there are clothes everywhere. Who knew? Lot-Less was a much better experience versuss the last time I tried that place. What I didn’t understand, and was not expecting, is that all their mens’ shorts seemed to be size 46 and up. I weaar 34 to 36, usually, and practically tore the place apart finding that size. Time was short, you see, so that added to the manic panic of the shortsable moment. A new white t-shirt and a belt, plus a fancy Lot-Less reusable bag, ran me $22.39.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I’ve been wanting to revive my receipts project. It is, of course, quite a time suck, but not as much as one might imagine. I have a way of finding efficiencies in all things and scanning those receipts was efficiency-finding at my finest. Trouble is I don’t know where my scanners are at these days. The ADF machine was a lemon out of the box, as I recall, but maybe I don’t need to go that route. I want to revive because I go more interesting places these days, at least by my reckoning. I gave up on the receipts because I felt I had proven my point. The Internet is a bottomless pit of endless column inch. What used to be a cute novelty piece of content in an alternative ‘zine or independent magazine became an avalanche of cleverness made utterly banal by its quantity. That was, in a nutshell, the original point behind scanning my receipts. In time I improved upon that idea, at least I thought I did. I added backstories and poetry, though it was not always obvious. You had to point your mouse at certain words for a story to rise up, or somesuch. I don’t remember everything I did with that but it was all wiped out by Chinese hackers, an incident that still makes my gut churn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The content of all those hidden stories and poems might still be salvagable but getting it operational again would not be realistic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A funny story I remember from that receipts project was the cashier at a Publix in Florida who heaped scorn upon me for buying nothing more than a small packet of celery sticks. Publix stores are generally pretty huge and she found it unfathomable that one could pick such a paltry item from this cornucopia of culinary abundance. I think her words were something “Why bother?” or “That’s all?” She was not even joking.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But who has time to write such things anymore?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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