Yet another trip to the hardware store.

I broke the new wall plate so I need to make yet another trip to the hardware store.

Oh, my friend Sun asked why I was being so prudish. I can’t believe you’re the same guy who used to go around telling people to ask him if he had four Erlenmayer(sp) flasks in his pocket, or if he was just happy to see them. I suppose I was just trying to be funny. By the way Sun, it’s Erlenmeyer.

And I thought only my heavy books would sell.

OK, had another book go. I figure if I get $20 for a book that was going to be in a bonfire anyway, that’s good. I spend about $5 on shipping and packaging, and I gain another few inches on my bookshelf. I should probably buy more bookshelves but. eh.

So while I was geekily buying another padded envelope to ship out my book, I saw a guy copying a ham radio manual. I chatted with him for a while about the radio. Sort of reminds me of what my co-worker said to me the other day, “How old are you? You live at home with your parents, you’re the treasurer of the ham radio club. Do you ever get <non-naughty word with naughty implications>?