Monday. To bed early to awaken at six before six, just in time to turn on the radio and listen to the KPFA five minute newscast before Democracy Now! started. Success.
A grey overcast and so debated whether or not to drive, but ended up walking to breakfast. The oatmeal, toast, fruit cup and coffee, the usual response when the weight shows a pound or so over one fifty on the scale in the mornings. And I do like their oatmeal and toast.
The walk back, taking the usual photographs, no sign of activity on the building they've been gutting on Grand, the plywood blocking the door in place. There's quite a bit of construction in the area and I've wondered if it caused a scheduling problem in finding enough skilled workers when you want to start. Probably not. Getting anything built in a NIMBY city does require years before construction can start.
Do you have any idea of what you're talking about?
No. But a decent walk home on an overcast day, here on the left coast in the NIMBY city of Oakland.
Blather, that, but some proof you're at least in decent humor.
Later. Remembered there'd been a new Elementary episode broadcast last night and so watched it on the tablet. It usually takes me a couple of hours on a Monday to remember they run on Sunday nights and they're available to watch. Another unbelievable plot, but evidently not an issue as I watched it without regret.
Set out and caught the bus, getting off at the City Center (the usual what am I doing on this bus?) and walking to the convenience store for a box of Good & Plenty. Out of Good & Plenty. Picked up a roll of Necco Wafers and walked straight back to the stop in time to catch a bus home. Totally irrational, but it did get me out the door. I guess.
I was wondering if spending that hour watching Elementary on the tablet earlier had affected the eyes, as I was having trouble resolving objects while downtown. Slow to focus was the thought, but it was more a jumbled set of problems that caused me to resolve objects with effort, more so in the less well lit convenience store. Lasted about an hour. Had the camera (of course), but didn't take a single picture.
Evening. Skipped Democracy Now!, Father Brown and Endeavour, sampling each to be sure. Took a look at Charlie Rose, wrinkled my nose and went to bed and the tablet. We seem, somehow, to be married to that tablet.