HoHum

Woke up way too early, Pumpkin swatted at me every time I tried to get up. I was his pillow. Or bolster, really. And his nails need a trim.

Did a lot on the computer, had lunch, watched TV, decided it was not worth driving to Pacifica since I had to be back by about 6, which would have meant megatraffic. In fact, the only thing I did from my Plan was go to band rehearsals. Which were good, we did all brush-up stuff, which was mostly kind to my lip. Ready as I'll ever be for Sunday's concert.

Home, the two eBay iPods arrived. Both had no battery charge left. The "broken" one took a charge, and I was able to upgrade the software, load music and set the date & time, etc. The only thing which appears to really be broken on it is there is some smearing in the display towards the bottom, but it doesn't prevent reading anything, and won't matter for car audio. Will try it out in the car tomorrow. Meanwhile the non-broken one also arrived, full of music and videos which I would have liked to have, but the windows PC can't read a Mac-formatted iPod. And the videos were probably password locked anyway. So I wiped it, upgrade the software and shoved all my music onto it. Plenty of room left.

Not sure which one I'll keep. Need to hear them in the car, and see if they hold a charge overnight.

And that was about it. Other than a burst of Indians in New Jersey phoning me about a job at Intel for about half the going rate. I have figured out a new ploy. I tell them they have to be US citizens before I talk to them. Considering how many American recruiters they have put out of work, I think that's only fair.

Plans for tomorrow:
Endo appointment in the morning
Routine pharmacy pickup in the afternoon
Get the new car alarm paired, I hope
Replace the net laundry bags. CVS doesn't stock them, may need the French store or Wal$Mart.

BTW, I agree with the Supes' WalMart case decision. The lawyers were out for the fast buck - people will opt in on a class action suit whether or not they have been victims, and in this case the handful of victims all presented very different circumstances. Not saying there was not discrimination, just that it's not endemic. The two WalMarts I go to have plenty of female management.

My tweets

• Thu, 12:27: Sailor to his new bride: "I only have Ayes for you."
• Thu, 15:11: RT @TheRealNimoy: Recent writing: www.leonardnimoypoetry.com LLAP
• Thu, 17:26: Got inspired and listed three big ticket items on eBay
• Thu, 18:03: Need to glue in my teeth for rehearsals.
• Thu, 22:57: Excellent rehearsal tonight - brush-up for Sunday's concert & get ready for next month. Nothing lip-ripping.
• Fri, 12:14: Recruiter called - did not know I had just worked for her contract agency.

Anecdotery

I had this great idea for a nostalgic, tell-all kind of post as I was walking across the parking lot, but by the time I had my mocha frappuccino it had retreated to the tip of my tongue, the back of my mind. Or maybe one of its many ragged edges. If I keep staring into space maybe it will come back. Something about a person. A person of the male persuasion.

Frak.

Meanwhile, I have the new-ish bluetooth stereo headset on my neck, earbuds shoved firmly in place because there is a jerk at the table behind me, facing me, who has been blabbering non-stop into his cell phone as if he was in his livingroom. Half an hour now, one would think his battery would be drained. Sounds like his mind has been already. Marketing blather.

So I guess this will be my daily journal entry. Started at the clinic with a follow-up with my endocrinologist. Routine, suggested by my nephrologist. She is one hot number, knows how to dress too. She doesn't do white lab coats. Last time was a very sexy muted orange and black diagonally striped dress, this time a knit white top over a black dress. The knit was too tight to call net, but open enough to accent what she wanted accented. Nothing new except my A1C is much lower, but needs to go down one more notch. My BP was actually low, and I've lost another 3 lbs since last month.

From there to Custom Audio, to see if the talented Mr. T. Le could pair the car alarm remote I'd bought on the Clifford web site with my Clifford car alarm. Nope, he couldn't get it to work. Because it was the wrong one. Clifford's web site said the same unit worked with both the 10 and 12 series of this model, but they lied. He sold me (and paired successfully) the right version. Custom Audio charged me $120, Clifford soaked me for $240. Home, RMA applied for, lunch made & inhaled.

Then to OSH with my music stand. At rehearsals I discovered that what I thought was a permanent fix for the one stupid design item in an otherwise brilliant design was not. The stand has two screws on the main shaft, one has a handy soft plastic/rubberized handle, the other has to be adjusted with a hex tool. The nice man, whom I looked for for 10 minutes before finding him, helped me remove the hex screw and find a replacement hex head bolt and wing nut which can be adjusted without any tools.

Next stop, CVS, picked up my monthly insulin.

Home, dropped that off because it needs to go in the fridge, and then to Starbucks. Thought about Clocktower, but they are not air conditioned and it's a bit too warm today for that.

And now for the daily dose of recruiter stupidity:
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No plans for tonight, which is sad because I really wanted to go to the preview of a local community theater's Sound of Mucus, directed by one of my all-time favorite theater people and I know at least half the cast. But this particular group kicked me out of one of their shows for what I suspect was being the wrong religion, and as long as the asswipes who did that are still involved with the group, I'm not patronizing anything they do. What added insult to injury is the person they called to take my place was told I'd gotten sick, and he had no idea it was political. He is a long time good theater friend and continues to be. He just happens to teach Sunday school and is happy to spread the word of Jesus to anyone who asks. What I admire most about him is until you ask, you won't even suspect he is That Way.  When I told him years later I had been the person he replaced, and what the circumstances were, he said had he known he would have refused the part.

So no plans for tonight.

Plans for tomorrow:
Litterbox duty
NASA/Ames for a long-awaited model rocket launch
Possibly go to the Fremont Thai Temple's annual bash, which they hold at a much larger Zen Buddhist temple down the block.
Pick up a friend at SJC who has spent 2 weeks volunteering with Red Cross flood aid in Montana.