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Oct. 28th, 2019 09:21 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dchenesI want to go back and do Saturday over.
On Friday night I observed that my DVD player's power button, which is red when off and blue when on, was purple. Google told me that in 2011, purple power button meant the player is hosed. And the company doesn't make DVD players in 2019. So, new DVD player was in order. So I went and looked up recommendations, and came up with a Sony Blu-ray player that Target had available for pickup at the tiny BU Target outpost on Saturday morning. Sweet, says I, I'll pick it up and come home and set it up and then go to sectional. And then I went to bed.
On Saturday I woke up at 8:30, and fed the cats and took a shower and had an apple for breakfast, and then went off to pick up the DVD player at about 9:15. But I hadn't known that the B line was running buses, and apparently it wasn't running sufficient buses, AND they were charter buses, so when the already-full bus got to Washington St, I got to stand up in it. And then get on the T and wait another ten minutes before it went off to BU. Picking up the actual DVD player was easy (scan bar code in email, sign, walk out again), but then I decided to hell with all this shuttle bus idiocy, and walked back to Harvard Ave, and got on the 66, and went to sectional with the DVD player. I got to Harvard Square at about 11:10, and sectional started at 11:30, so I just had time to go to the Bon Me truck and get an iced coffee and inhale it. At least the sectional went well, and ended at 1:00.
I had meant to go to Trader Joe's in Allston on the way home, but I hadn't eaten anything since the apple, and that meant I was going to buy the entire store if I went. So I went to Our Father's first and had some eggs that would have been lovely if they hadn't been (a) runny, (b) covered with onions, (c) garnished with cilantro, and (d) accompanied by caraway rye toast. But I was starving, so I ate them anyway. The tomatoes and avocado and farmer's cheese parts were quite nice. And then I went to Trader Joe's and didn't quite buy the entire store, and then finally took self, groceries, and DVD player home.
Got home, put away the groceries, unpacked the new DVD player (which is teensy!) and disconnected the old DVD player. The DVD of Avengers Endgame was stuck in it, so I hauled out the screwdriver and disassembled it enough to get the DVD out. The end cap on the screwdriver broke off halfway down the threads, so it wouldn't screw back in, and Snip decided it was a cat toy and swatted it under the bookshelf. GRR. Collected all the screwdriver bits, put tape over the end of the handle, collected all the old DVD player parts (and remote, and instructions) and put them in a trash bag, connected the new DVD player, and determined that it would turn on and the tray would open. The DVD remote also turns the TV on, which is slightly odd, because I didn't tell it to do that. But I think I can live with it.
Then I decided that the last thing on the list of errands, which was "buy gin", could happen even though it was 4:00 and I wanted to be home in an hour. So I hiked off to Winchester St and bought gin, and then hiked off to Coolidge Corner because I was tired and wanted to take the bus up to Harvard Ave to buy tonic at BFresh. Except, the bus app said five minutes, and I could only stand three minutes of paranoid conspiracy theories from a woman waiting for the bus (apparently there are corrupt historians in every library, who are tearing pages out of books to change history so it reads the way they want it to). So I hiked up to BFresh, and bought tonic, and took the goddamn shuttle bus back up the hill, where it sat in traffic because the bus before it wouldn't get out of the way and Comm Ave was down to one lane. I finally got home at 5:30, in a thoroughly rancid mood, and decided to have nothing whatsoever to do with the human race for at least the rest of the weekend.
Yesterday I didn't leave the house, which was just fine because it was windy and pouring rain all day. I did make cretons and do laundry and watch football, though. And I actually watched a DVD just to make sure the new player worked. Hero is still eye candy, even though I had forgotten about half of the plot because I hadn't watched it in years. But it is a gorgeous movie.
And here it is, Monday, and I'm back to being four people until tomorrow when I can go back to being three people. Actually, maybe I can go back to being a mere two people tomorrow. That would be nice.
On Friday night I observed that my DVD player's power button, which is red when off and blue when on, was purple. Google told me that in 2011, purple power button meant the player is hosed. And the company doesn't make DVD players in 2019. So, new DVD player was in order. So I went and looked up recommendations, and came up with a Sony Blu-ray player that Target had available for pickup at the tiny BU Target outpost on Saturday morning. Sweet, says I, I'll pick it up and come home and set it up and then go to sectional. And then I went to bed.
On Saturday I woke up at 8:30, and fed the cats and took a shower and had an apple for breakfast, and then went off to pick up the DVD player at about 9:15. But I hadn't known that the B line was running buses, and apparently it wasn't running sufficient buses, AND they were charter buses, so when the already-full bus got to Washington St, I got to stand up in it. And then get on the T and wait another ten minutes before it went off to BU. Picking up the actual DVD player was easy (scan bar code in email, sign, walk out again), but then I decided to hell with all this shuttle bus idiocy, and walked back to Harvard Ave, and got on the 66, and went to sectional with the DVD player. I got to Harvard Square at about 11:10, and sectional started at 11:30, so I just had time to go to the Bon Me truck and get an iced coffee and inhale it. At least the sectional went well, and ended at 1:00.
I had meant to go to Trader Joe's in Allston on the way home, but I hadn't eaten anything since the apple, and that meant I was going to buy the entire store if I went. So I went to Our Father's first and had some eggs that would have been lovely if they hadn't been (a) runny, (b) covered with onions, (c) garnished with cilantro, and (d) accompanied by caraway rye toast. But I was starving, so I ate them anyway. The tomatoes and avocado and farmer's cheese parts were quite nice. And then I went to Trader Joe's and didn't quite buy the entire store, and then finally took self, groceries, and DVD player home.
Got home, put away the groceries, unpacked the new DVD player (which is teensy!) and disconnected the old DVD player. The DVD of Avengers Endgame was stuck in it, so I hauled out the screwdriver and disassembled it enough to get the DVD out. The end cap on the screwdriver broke off halfway down the threads, so it wouldn't screw back in, and Snip decided it was a cat toy and swatted it under the bookshelf. GRR. Collected all the screwdriver bits, put tape over the end of the handle, collected all the old DVD player parts (and remote, and instructions) and put them in a trash bag, connected the new DVD player, and determined that it would turn on and the tray would open. The DVD remote also turns the TV on, which is slightly odd, because I didn't tell it to do that. But I think I can live with it.
Then I decided that the last thing on the list of errands, which was "buy gin", could happen even though it was 4:00 and I wanted to be home in an hour. So I hiked off to Winchester St and bought gin, and then hiked off to Coolidge Corner because I was tired and wanted to take the bus up to Harvard Ave to buy tonic at BFresh. Except, the bus app said five minutes, and I could only stand three minutes of paranoid conspiracy theories from a woman waiting for the bus (apparently there are corrupt historians in every library, who are tearing pages out of books to change history so it reads the way they want it to). So I hiked up to BFresh, and bought tonic, and took the goddamn shuttle bus back up the hill, where it sat in traffic because the bus before it wouldn't get out of the way and Comm Ave was down to one lane. I finally got home at 5:30, in a thoroughly rancid mood, and decided to have nothing whatsoever to do with the human race for at least the rest of the weekend.
Yesterday I didn't leave the house, which was just fine because it was windy and pouring rain all day. I did make cretons and do laundry and watch football, though. And I actually watched a DVD just to make sure the new player worked. Hero is still eye candy, even though I had forgotten about half of the plot because I hadn't watched it in years. But it is a gorgeous movie.
And here it is, Monday, and I'm back to being four people until tomorrow when I can go back to being three people. Actually, maybe I can go back to being a mere two people tomorrow. That would be nice.
