Hiccup
It's only 10:11 a.m. and I'm already having a busy day. The early bedtime last night prompted a spontaneous awakening at 7:30.
I crawled out of bed, turned on the heat (my apartment during the night had dropped to a chilly 60 degrees — another factor which led to my waking up, I think), took a warm shower, put on a pair of khaki shorts and the sweatshirt I bought in Boston last year, and walked into downtown for First Saturday.
For the uninitiated, First Saturday is the monthly Dallas electronics and computer street market, hosted on a set of day-rate parking lots on the east side of downtown. Anyone looking for a 1GB hard drive for $5, a packet of old video games, or a new faceplate for their Nokia phone can practically throw a stick and hit what they're looking for. Anyone looking for anything cooler has to look a little harder. The theme for the day today seemed to be Sun Sparc10's, as several booths had veritable stacks of them.
I looked around for about an hour, found nothing I really needed (or even much wanted, for that matter), ate a mettwurst on a bun to curb my growing hunger, and walked back home.
Seeing the look on Ivan's face when I got back (and his insistence on smelling me all over to find out who all I'd been talking to and what I'd eaten) made me feel a little bad for him, so I took him out for a walk around the apartment building, culminating in a 20 minute exploration of the fire stairs.
We're home now, and I'm sitting at the computer with a fresh cup of coffee in front of me, the sporadic rumble of Saturday morning traffic outside, and Ivan the cat, lying on the desk, with a violent (and quite humorous, in my opinion) case of the hiccups.
I'm biding time until I decide whether today is the day to move the rest of my things out of my old apartment, and close it up for good. It seems like a good day for that.
I crawled out of bed, turned on the heat (my apartment during the night had dropped to a chilly 60 degrees — another factor which led to my waking up, I think), took a warm shower, put on a pair of khaki shorts and the sweatshirt I bought in Boston last year, and walked into downtown for First Saturday.
For the uninitiated, First Saturday is the monthly Dallas electronics and computer street market, hosted on a set of day-rate parking lots on the east side of downtown. Anyone looking for a 1GB hard drive for $5, a packet of old video games, or a new faceplate for their Nokia phone can practically throw a stick and hit what they're looking for. Anyone looking for anything cooler has to look a little harder. The theme for the day today seemed to be Sun Sparc10's, as several booths had veritable stacks of them.
I looked around for about an hour, found nothing I really needed (or even much wanted, for that matter), ate a mettwurst on a bun to curb my growing hunger, and walked back home.
Seeing the look on Ivan's face when I got back (and his insistence on smelling me all over to find out who all I'd been talking to and what I'd eaten) made me feel a little bad for him, so I took him out for a walk around the apartment building, culminating in a 20 minute exploration of the fire stairs.
We're home now, and I'm sitting at the computer with a fresh cup of coffee in front of me, the sporadic rumble of Saturday morning traffic outside, and Ivan the cat, lying on the desk, with a violent (and quite humorous, in my opinion) case of the hiccups.
I'm biding time until I decide whether today is the day to move the rest of my things out of my old apartment, and close it up for good. It seems like a good day for that.