I rode the bus out to a school for an interview today. Unfortunately, the principal was out sick and they didn't know to contact me. We had to re-schedule the interview. It will be for a job next year. To cheer myself up, I went into the Nordstrom store when I got back to town. It's a very nice store with lots of major names. Did see some shoes that I would like but I didn't see any shoes on sale. In fact, I don't know that I saw anything on sale. Probably won't be shopping there anytime soon.
Greg and I rode the bus out to Title Wave bookstore. My love affair with this store has come to an abrupt end. I bought several books there last month but they wouldn't accept them today for trade. I'll just be using the library more than ever. You know, they probably are saving me a heck of a lot of money. Greg says you can find any book way cheaper on Ebay than any bookstore. DVDs are cheaper there too.
We ate a cheap dinner at Taco Bell. A worker had to escort a drunken confrontational Native man out of the restaurant. That's the only excitement to our night!
Oh wait, there is more excitement. We can home to eat a snack of a Native Alaskan delicacy. Raw Herring eggs that came from Sitka, Alaska. The Natives put hemlock or spruce boughs down in the herring spawning grounds. When the herring lay their eggs, the eggs attach to the boughs. The boughs are retrieved by the people and enjoyed. It is still big business as far as an export, especially to Japan. In Japan, herring eggs can sell for over $100 a pound. Greg swears they taste like the ocean smells, I'm not so complimentary. I was very apprehensive about eating them. They smell very fishy to me. They smell more fishy than they taste, kinda. They weren't awful, but nothing I want again. Greg ate quite a few. Maybe they would be better on a cracker or with cream cheese or something.