Spam

I loaded spam at the Disaster Relief warehouse today. Honestly we really had too many people there. Lots of people were standing around doing not much of anything. What the Disaster Relief Org needs is cash now. Donations. Normally they have plenty of people helping, although I’ve been up there when we were running short of labor.
The spam was the off brand of spam. Treet. “Premium Pork.” Japanese lettering on some of them. I guess if you have nothing, you’d probably appreciate the spam, even though it might not be the first thing you’d pick up at the grocery. It was the meat staple in the box. We put 6 cans each in the box. Normally there is less spam, but we had no Vienna canned sausages, so hence the increase in spam.
And today is the first time in a long time I’ve felt chilly going outside. Fall is here. Autumn is coming, seems like it’s in sight, to borrow a line from the Gin Blossoms.