There, I collected my cellphone, the postage I had printed but not affixed to the package I attempted to take to the post office, my contacts case and fluid and my sunglasses. Then I drove back into town with stars better aligned to pick up my repaired glasses (they weren't done on my first visit), visit the eyedoctor (who wasn't in when I was first there) and mail the package with postage this time. And lo, I could see, because of the sunglasses. And get phonecalls, because of the cellphone.
I have henna! I ordered a little starter package that I'm dying to fool around with. Yay!
My email appears to be down. Hmm.