Those Buckminster Fuller stamps

I went to the post office today.

Me: I'd like some stamps. Do you have the Buckminster Fuller ones?

Clerk #1: What?

Me: Buckminster Fuller?

[Clerk #1 pulls out the Big Book o' Stamps and shows me which stamps she has. The Buckminster Fuller one isn't there.]

Me: Oh. Well ...

Clerk #1: Hold on. Maybe we have some in the back.

[Clerk #1 stalks off towards the back room, great purpose in her stride. After a few minutes she shouts, "Does anyone know the combination?" to no one in particular.]

Clerk #2: (to Clerk #1) What are you looking for?

Clerk #1: (uncertainly) ... Buck ... minster?

Clerk #2: What?

Clerk #1: Buckminster?

Clerk #2: Oh, are those the ones with the head? (to me) It kind of looks like Epcot?

Me: Yup.

Clerk #2: We don't have those yet, and I don't know the combination anyway.

Me: Oh. Do you know when you'll get them?

Clerk #2: (laughs maybe a little derisively) ... No.

Me: OK, thanks.

[I left at this point.]

I highly endorse this experience.

The evening's activity

Watched 'Ghost World' and finished knitting my BAG:

( Pictures behind cut tag )

Tomorrow evening's activity: Go to the laundromat and felt the bag. I will take more pictures then, probably, unless I manage to completely destroy the bag at that point (never having felted something before -- or at least not on purpose).

The pattern is a mutated version of a pattern my sister and her husband found on Knitty.