Thursday afternoon random

Got Lindsay to press buttons on my camera Tuesday night, so some grainy video of the taiko recital exists. Two out of three files loaded to my website and the third (which is about 15 minutes long in real time) was spinning its wheels when I left the house this morning: the file size seems to be the problem. I'd prefer not to have to put 'em up on Youtube, but that may ultimately be the only viable option.

Checked fares today and got tickets on Southwest to Phoenix for Dustin and Ri's wedding Halloween weekend. $79 each way is not too shabby.

It was pretty warm when I went out at lunch time. Weather Channel says it's 85 at home and I can see from the trees across the lot that there's a brisk breeze. On the other hand, I suppose I could take JAF's box to the PO via bike, especially since the main branch is down by the beach.

Need to get pics of what I did to my helmet thanks to three packets of reflective decals.
EDIT: LJ IS BEING A BUTT AND TRYING TO THROW ME INTO PHOTOBUCKET AGAINST MY WILL. (Shakes fist!)
Please go here and don't give them the satisfaction. http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4076/4953040942_270e1b6f63_z.jpg

Continuing not to feed the troll.

Was reminded today by a post on the sca-jml Yahoo Group of the Japanese Twelfth Night in the Outlands that I went to a few years ago. Good times. 

EDIT THE SECOND: Discovered just how much my ample fundament protrudes over the rear edge of my bike seat after I bungee'd that package to the rack. It wasn't unrideable, but I was sitting forward of where I normally do. The Payless sneakers (sort of a Keds knockoff in a floral print) slipped around annoyingly on the pedals and I will not ride in them again, but what do you want for $5 on clearance?

The central branch Alameda Post Office has no bike rack: I had to lock up against a stop sign. (There are, however, racks in several spots around the Alameda Towne Center Mall proper.) My package was small enough that I could use the auto-kiosk in the hallway. Foolishly I decided it would be nice to spring for Priority Mail, especially since the machine asked if I'd put a Priority Mail sticker on the package and I chose "No." Did the machine dispense a sticker to go with my paid postage? Would that not make sense and add to the convenience of the kiosk? Of course not. So I had to go BACK down the hall into the room where everyone has to stand in line to be waited on, rummage through a box, beg the use of a pen from a lady in line and re-address my package. Honestly, I could have stood in line, debated shipping prices with The Dragon Lady who always pretends Parcel Post doesn't exist and tries to trick you into using Express Mail instead of Priority Mail, had HER put stickers all over my box, bought some stamps and still gotten out faster.

At least a breeze was coming in off the bay. I decided that dinner would be a small Peppermint milk shake from Loards. That and the breeze cooled me down nicely. I picked up a salad for tomorrow's lunch and a couple other things at Trader Joe's, then biked back home. Now I have all the windows open and it's starting to cool down in here beautifully.