Well, it's past noon.

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The goal was reached.  And, the packages arrived.  I had some cheese and salami.  It just doesn't taste as good as I remember?  Have my tastes changed?  Still, it's... good.  One of the new cheeses just... isn't my favorite.  I may investigate how to use the cheese.  I dunno.  It's just not to my taste.  A type of swiss, a real one.  It has that strange funk that American "Swiss" cheese does, only much more strongly.  There is a spice that reminds me of... a seed type.  Rye?  No, caraway, I think!  Don't they use caraway in rye, bread?  Almost certain of it.  Anyway... that's what the swiss type cheese has a wiff of.

The other cheese, a slightly aged gouda... a young one at eight months, is one of my regulars.  And goat cheese, fresh.  Nothing fancy, but both of those are very nice.  The salami just doesn't have much flavor.  It's supposed to be well laced with fennel.  Has the price gone up on that so much they are being stingy?  Ugh.  No, my taste buds are good.  Very good, for a fact.

The game is moving along.  Though I found a way to skip some grinding.  And, I took it.  A cheat?  No.  It's part of the game.  When I worked for two days... to only get a sixth or eighth of a particular project?  I... just went the other way.  It doesn't, can't, won't, cure everything.  But it will cure some things.

As well, some other things arrived.  One of them, I was certain, wasn't my package?  I had to bring it in, look it over.  No, it's mine.  Labeled, my name and addy.  But what?  Ah!  The bike lift, as in motorcycle.  It can lift the bike, and stow it that way.  Plus, bring it up for easier work, up to more like at least chest or shoulder height... uhrm, for a normal guy.  Still, it'll lift it well, and allow me to tow it around in the garage as needed.  Now I can get the Xterra back in there.

But, I need to get the thing together.  I called a friend.  For that, and to begin working on the bike too.  I have my toolkit ready.  But, where we are going, they have serious kit.  Might not want to take mine, so as not to mix and match.  He will be able to help, and start on the bike?  We'll see.  He'll be over early tomorrow.  Well, not late.

I'll check my blood sugar in a bit.  Oh, it's up to 30 out there.  Not quite warm, and it was foggy as heck out there.  Still might be?  But it was a beautifully mysterious day.  I like the mix, this, then that.  Though, usually... just... usual?  Change is only good from time to time.  And preferably not too drastic or fast.

Oh, but I am crashing.  On to bed, I do believe.  Good night.