I sup­pose I should write a post before I go to sleep so I don’t wake up to some hate-​comments gen­tly remind­ing me I’m late again. I feel like a cer­tain white rab­bit.

OK, so… today…

Woke up at 8:30 and DIDN’T go online. Not imme­di­ately, any­way. I hopped in the shower first. Then went online, but only to look up some ros­ter info. Called up some folks, and then I was off. Picked up Aiza, Randy, and Titty, and left for Old Sacra­mento. The great­est place on Earth.

Got there a lit­tle early. We actu­ally beat the con­tact there. Met her and set up at our new loca­tion. It’s close to the old one, but now it’s at the lit­tle park area where the divers were before. Sell­ing ducks this time was actu­ally a lot bet­ter than last week­end. It was cooler, and there was a breeze. That helped a ton! We had the shade of trees, too. There were less peo­ple, but they seemed nicer overall.

The con­tact paid for our lunch, too. We were wan­der­ing around not sure where to eat, and I ran­domly decided on Buf­falo Bob’s, which was near­est to us. Bad call. I dunno how their ice cream is, but their sand­wiches… def­i­nitely not the best in town as adver­tised. How bad was it? You’ll have to see the quote.

But for­tu­nately, no one yakked. Not even Titty. So I guess we’ll never know why she felt nau­se­ated. But it prob­a­bly has some­thing to do with the fact that she got almost as lit­tle sleep as me the night before.

The best part, though, was the ducks. The con­tact brought some rub­ber ducks out, and we were able to lay them out and use them as incen­tives in an up-​sale pro­gram. Buy a Quack Pack and get a sou­venir duck. Yay! It’s like six for the price of four! Oh, speak­ing of which, I real­ized that a Quack Pack (even before the bonus sou­venir duck) was a bet­ter deal than the Quacker’s Dozen. It’s basi­cally buy four get one free, while the Dozen is buy five get one free. Who thought of this?

We didn’t do a count this time, but should have been in the vicin­ity of a hun­dred ducks sold again. Not too shabby for four people’s work. (Well, five, if you count Ian, but he was only there for a cou­ple of hours.)

Packed up shop and took the crew home at 4. Basi­cally after that, I played the wait­ing game. Peggy needed to get back to Davis as soon as pos­si­ble. Talked to her online for a bit, and she hounded me to update, so I did. Then she went to din­ner, and I lounged around for a bit. Read a cou­ple of pages of Crypto­nom­i­con, but it just wasn’t happening.

Phim­phao dropped by and gave me some stuff. She has a project for me, too. Merry called me up and asked to bor­row the Trooper for the pur­pose of tak­ing Maggie’s couch and some of Mommy Van’s couches. Which I guess are really Aaron L’s. What am I going to sit on when I visit my mommy now?! Just kid­ding… I haven’t been invited to either mom’s place in ages. And if I was, I’d be more than happy to pros­trate myself on the ground in front of them.

Went back home and show­ered and folded up some laun­dry that’s been sit­ting around for a while. Watched the new Naruto and Bleach. Peggy finally got there and we watched A Tale of Two Sis­ters. Except we both fell asleep again. ops: Peggy went home to sleep in her own bed, and now I’m here… once again, play­ing the wait­ing game.