Haines His Way

Yesterday, DR Jose posted:Well, Jose, for one thing, most items do not have the price written on them any more.  So, we cannot enter the quantity and then the price... how are we supposed to know the price?

Further complicating this, is that if we were to enter the quantity and then scan one of the item, that assumes that all the items being included are the same.  Too often, it was found that the clerk was mistaken in assuming they were the same.  Instead, when a more detailed inspection was made, it would turn out that the customer was purchasing six of one and a half dozen of something totally another.  

Final problem: re inventory, each flavor of those yogurt cups has it's own bar code.  This tells both the retailer and the manufacturer of the yogurt what types of yogurt are selling, and which lines should be ordered and which discontinued.

We gotta scan each and every, pain in the ass as it may be.

 

When I buy canned cat food (for the children who don't know they are cats), I know exactly how many of each flavor I am buying, and I hand the checker one of each and tell her how many I have of each of them.

I have finished listening to the three CD set of The Outer Limits.  What next?

They were all, in different ways, completely weird experiences.

Would that be good weird or bad weird?

None planned at this point, although I am a native of Seattle.  Graduated Garfield High and the U of W.  

I had a signing for my first novel, NOBODY DROWNS IN MINERAL LAKE, in the Seattle area in 1999.  That one was set in Washington State, but SHADOW WATCHER takes place in Los Angeles and Texas, though there is one chapter set in Seattle.

There is a possibility that my wife and I might visit Seattle in November, and if that happens, I'll probably do a signing somewhere.

Thanks for asking.

That was at the Seattle Mystery Bookshop wasn't it?  I hope, Mr. Druxman, that you will do a signing in Washington.  I am looking forward to reading SHADOW WATCHER.

That was a strange experience.  I am signed on to the site, it even said "Welcome, TCB," but I am not listed as browsing the site.

I am back!

I ain't got no more chocolate cake!    

Our two-week-long hot-hot-hot spell broke last night.  Shortly after sunset, as a matter of fact.

It got so cool I was able to cool down the entire house with only my window fan in the bedroom and a floor fan at my balcony door.

I slept under covers last night.  And I did NOT want to get out of bed this morning!

On my balcony, I have a mystery flower.  I should know what it is, but I didn't save the marker that came in the plant (or it blew away).  A couple of weeks ago, I posted that I had some tulips coming up.  The leaves look very much like tulips, but the familiar tulip flower never appeared.  In fact, this is what the flower looks like (and I'd appreciate a heads up on what it's called):

This is what the face of the Angel's Trumpet looks like:

Someone at the Southern Taiwan University of Technology has been reading my Farmer article:

Hopefully nothing got lost in translation.  

Heaven forfend!

Sorry to go quiet there for a while.  We've just had a nice visit from the pastor of our Cincinnati church and his wife.

If anyone up northwest would like to arrange a signing in Seattle or like we did in Portland, I'd certainly come up there again.  Since the last two books are mysteries, maybe that store in Seattle?

I'll certainly give it a try; although I have never done anything like that before.  Perhaps JMK can help me out.

Are we there yet?

No.  There is NO "there" there.