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San Francisco 2008 Carnaval Parade.

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August 15, 2008

To Write About
Friday. Sherri asks the right question, of course: why twelve hundred bucks to have your cat's teeth fixed? Well, cleaned and to have at least one molar extracted. The crown they're putting in place for me will undoubtedly cost as much, except I have insurance and my out of pocket will be minimal. Once my COBRA extension ends at the end of this year, though, who knows what I'm looking forward to in the future? Fortunately, experience teaches me I won't live forever. I suspect there'd be hard choices you'd have to make having your teeth fixed in a world where you lived forever.

Do they have universal health care in heaven? In hell? Do the Armageddon folks understand the health cost implications of a Rapture arriving and then not finding themselves sitting buck naked near the throne? Have they arranged insurance just in case? Examining what Jesus is saying in His Book of Rules - the eye of the needle, throwing the first stone - should give most anyone reason to pause.

Now, now. It isn't just Muslims who get upset when you babble on about The Maker.

She's got much nicer legs than most people give her credit for, being distracted and all when they first meet Her and She's chastising them for all that crap they pulled when they were down here mucking up the planet.

Now, now.

Now, now, nothing. I originally wrote something referencing (Her prophet) Mohammed. Then thought better of it. Self censorship. Sometimes you duck and let people like Salman Rushdie or the Danish cartoonists take any heat that might come.

What a wuss.

I live in Oakland. People get killed around here for walking on the sidewalk.

So, what are we doing this morning, this Friday? Breakfast at the usual place, the head feeling pretty good, Ms. Emmy not liking her food this morning so I ran by the supermarket after eating and bought an assortment of stuff I thought might be appealing. None of this Newman's Own cat food or Organic Carrot Delight. Straight fish guts and chicken liver served squished up with an aroma that would stop a truck. But not, evidently, a cat looking for breakfast.

Later. The laundry is running. It's a trivial process, doing the laundry in my present situation, yet I've put it off and put it off. Why?

Stop right now! You're gone through this before!

I know. Hardly the worst of situations if that's all I have to write about.

The photograph was taken at the San Francisco 2008 Carnaval Parade with a Nikon D3 mounted with a 70 - 200mm f 2.8 Nikkor VR lens at 1/1600th second, f 2.8, ISO 200.