the claim adjustor for the insurance company of the man who ran me off the road this past weekend showed up early this afternoon. he was kind of a weird guy, didn't say much, just told me he was with the insurance company, and we went outside to take a look at the motorcycle. he basically studied it from every angle, writing down notes and taking a bunch of photos with a digital camera. just my luck that my neighbor ed decided to see what all the commotion was about, adding his own bits of wisdom when it wasn't necessary. "ed, i think somebody just showed up at your yard sale," i told him in order to get him to leave. i apologized to the adjustor who gave me a weak smile but said nothing. when he was done, he told me the insurance company would get back to me in about a week to let me know what they decide.
afterwards i went over to ed's place to chat, mostly to talk about my motorcycle since i don't have anybody else to do that with. "oh, you're looking at $900 worth of repairs," he told me, shaking his head. the bike itself is probably only worth just $1000 at this point. later we talked about his yard sale, which has been a tremendous success. "oh, the lookers," he said, and i wasn't sure what he meant. "oh these girls, absolutely beautiful, from california, from israel."
in the late afternoon i went with my parents to baifu, that asian wholesale market in south boston. now that the students are back in town, driving across city took even longer than before. i took it as an opportunity to do some sightseeing from the back of the car armed with my telephoto camera.
client N never did send me any feedback today, so i'm assuming the interactives were good enough for their delivery. lounging on the couch, i feel asleep around 6:00. my roommate came home early for a change, about 7:00, which quickly woke me up. he said he came home earlier today because he was really hungry.