Warm

It's been warm enough to want iced drinks, and I'm afraid I may have gone down a small spherification rabbit hole, because I'm contemplating the purchase of a dripper and some of the relevant powders and potions to turn any arbitrary one of the syrups in my great rack of syrups into little popping spheres.

We shall see.

At Costco they have a great reef of carts blocking off an aisle to form a line, usually. We went around noon today and there was enough of no line that they'd removed the shopping cart septum between the entrance and the egress. At the door, the person usually handing out flyers was handing out masks. Some kind of paper, it looked like. I didn't see any Karen or Richard pitching tantrums. I did see a few exposed noses and at least one employee with a mask under her chin to talk (no!!!!)

I was wearing one of the hats with face veils, because I now have a history of upsetting shortness of breath when trying to both walk and breathe through one of the homemade fabric masks. Or sometimes just piloting the scooter. :(

We stacked the eggs slightly carelessly, so one threatened to escape onto the belt. The bagger/assistant found this possibly one of the best things to happen all day, and vigorously acted out a hospital emergency drama about the rescue of the baby chickens. I provided the peeping.

I had a line on a (contactless) free vacuum sealer, so once we got home I pulled objects out of my car and zipped off. I'm not fond of the new Google maps trick of undershooting the arrival notification.

Eldest Sibling had called for games, in fancy dress (tiaras). She piloted a collaborative play of the remastered Day of the Tentacle. (It's far less ecchi than some of the more well-read members of the audience might assume. There's a toxic waste Situation, and some autonomous tentacles try to take over the WORLD!!!)

Our internet is flakier than usual. We ended up rebooting the modem in the middle of it all.

( food )