I Go Somewhere and Get A Thing

I receive a package in the mail, which is a printer with a thousand tiny cords and two articulated halves. I go on an excursion with Rick Kenney, at the end he smiles and signs my copy of "Evolution of the Flightless Birds"; a number of other books I have with me are scattered on the table. He makes a joke I laugh about. He is teasing me. I take the bus back.

There is a great height, perhaps a cliff, with a way down. It may be some sort of slide, but at any rate the height is surmountable.