This being the day before the upload file cutoff, I had a ton of files waiting for me to deal with, and they came in pretty steadily for the rest of the day. This was a Good Thing, since it meant I didn't have to try and look like I'm busy, which I am infamously bad at.
Melody took the 556 downtown and we headed out to get the truck and go grocery shopping, and were trapped on the shuttle in front of a couple of serious airheads. Plus, the transmission and brakes on the shuttle were clearly shot, and I thought either my head or my vertebrae were going to come off. We finally got to the Sprawl, retrieved the Kia, and did dinner at Baker's Square. I had soup and the Cobb Salad, and then ruined the effect with a slice of custard pie. After that, it was off to the Gander Mountain next door where I found a fishing vest in my size (3X, close enough) with a zillion pockets, which will go very well with all my T-shirts - and cost me only $13! I rule! I also spotted some hunting vests with not quite so many pockets and lots of blaze orange which I think would be awesome for the staff at next year's convention (with an "Otaku Ahead" patch covering the Gander Mountain logo) but phoenixalpha violently disagrees. We'll see what everybody says. They're at least useful apparel, unlike the helmets from last year.
And then the grocery shopping - replenishing the lunch meat, yogurt, juice and bread supplies. Geez, what a bachelor pad I'm running here.
So with a couple of minor exception the day ruled greatly, but unfortunately after getting the groceries home I ran out of zap and am about ready to collapse into bed despite getting great (non-hot) chat from chebutykin.