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Ha! Genius idea #3, 417, 214.
A 12 inch ruler available in Small or Medium - specifically targeting those less endowed men who need a dick-pick in a hurry and a plausible point of reference!
Why, it's Penis-Enlargement done in a matter of seconds, not months or years! Non-invasive, no surgery, heavy lifting or pills, just select the ruler that's right for you!
Usually I'd pitch this to Pornhub, but - believe it or not, they still haven't gotten back to me. Bastards!!
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A hot day, largely bunged up. Blowing my nose is now filled with copious neon yellow (???) mucus. I wear the mask.
Deliveries, today, we drive to Trail, picking up furniture, dropping off electronics recycle.
A lot of driving, made up for by the impossibility of narrow halls, small elevators, large, heavy furniture. It's a lot of old-folks going into extended-care, getting their last remaining possessions donated by family.
Hot, hot day. This will be a long summer.
When finally, 2:30, we're back at the store, we unload, then fill the truck with trash, cardboard, glass for recycling/dump.
Finally - 6:00, home. A long fucking day and I'm dead, dead, dead. By 8:30 I'm in bed, wake up throughout the night, eyes, nose glued together, mouth dry, blow your nose, wipe your eyes, fever & chills, fever dreams, all night long. Today, in the shop all day, don't know if I can survive it - but I'll try, hoping that in 2-3 weeks we can clear the backlog and once again I can be free.
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Still feeling like shit, this morning before I go to work I do the test.
It's not Covid.
My head is clotted, filled with green lumps that come up every time I blow my nose or expectorate. My thinking - appropriately cloudy, as if I were trying to join thoughts through a dense cloud of frog spawn. Which lightly throbs and occasionally is blown out my nose or coughed into a Kleenex. These are not things to be trifled with.
Go to Volunteer, wear a mask.
Today is Volunteering, apparently now I'm on the "schedule" for Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday. They tell me the salary. Lol.
I have been a long time away from the retail end of things. This will financially help me out only in proving my destitution, which - really, I was trying to get away from.
Anyways, it's a short term gig, "contract", until they clear up the backlog, the Volunteers alone aren't cutting it, so - head down for the next few weeks, try and get it done so I can be off to do other things...
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Work, at 3 days a week, enough verging on too much but there are the bills of winter still overhanging.
Volunteering, an unstoppable tide of kitchen kitsch, dishes, cups, pots, pans, a 40 foot trailer unloaded - this is never ending, the avalanche of disposable goods...there is no need for humanity to manufacture another thing - another coffee mug, another plate. We have it all. The manufacture of said goods should be prohibited.
Asking my workmate he estimates a third of all donations end up in the landfill.
This is - in my observation - a gross underestimation. More like a half. Two thirds even. And it's not that there is a lack of quality in the donations (often there is) - it's often just the sheer superabundance of repetitive items.
Like branded coffee mugs. Unless your brand is "Nike" or "Adidas" or "Gucci" or "Starbucks" don't put it on a coffee mug. It's not promotion, it's manufactured rubbish.
I could go on.
Anyways, the volunteering has led to another commitment - they need to hire someone - 2 days a week - why not? I need the cash. And so my schedule is filling up.
The boy, on his way to pick up his sister in Vancouver and take her on the big tree planting adventure - stops by in Nelson Wednesday/Thursday. There's not much going on in town these days, we go for dinner, catch up, I'm envious of their impending adventures, half thinking I want to tag along, it's been awhile, make it a proper family adventure...
Not now - right now - there's other things that beg my attention.
And now, something new, a persistent, phlegmy cough, runny nose, congested sinuses, foul breath, could it be the plague? I'm saying probably not, there's a lot of other things going around, in any event, even if it is the world is still turning and no restaurant is shutting down for this again, there will be no time off allocated, and so it's just be miserable and shake it off.
The weather, unusually dry, cool, but spring is not far off - in 2 weeks we'll have extraordinary weather, in 4, 5 weeks will begin the fires and heat domes, all while trying to persuade ourselves "this is the new normal", and it is, but it's not normal at all...not at all.
And so - for the moment - that's it.
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With Chris, to points around Nelson exploring and doing some light panning. A nice day to be out of doors, a quartz seam that yielded up a few small crystals, hints of bigger ones, some microfine gold, paths at elevation still are obstructed with snow - nice weather is to be had only at the lowlier elevations, but the season begins...