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December 31, 2009

My Old Habits
Thursday. Ah, better. Better, better, better. A good night's sleep, a good breakfast, not too big, not too small (two temporary pounds gained over the holidays, we'll see those go away pretty quickly now that I'll be walking again - hup! hup! hup!), the head coming around, the dead man walking bubble caused by too much driving floating off somewhere into the distance. You can do without a bubble you call “dead man walking” whatever it may be, whatever it may do, I'm thinkin’.

Did you really only gain a stinking two pounds over the Christmas holidays?

I may have lied a little. Could be three. I had to stick that in. I've become nauseating with this particular obsession.


It's the America obsession. Everyone is touched. Everyone knows its rules and what it's about. A real pain in the overly padded ass. Gaining weight is probably the result of neurotic behavior brought on by stress, losing weight is probably the result of neurotic behavior brought on by stress and obsessively writing-talking-thinking about it is definitely the result of neurotic behavior brought on by stress. Now that I've reduced the stress since retirement, now that I think I've reduced my stress since retirement, we should see the writing-talking-thinking about it dissolve pretty quickly, don't you think? Hup! Hup! No stinkin’ stress here in Oakland!

Later. Well, Ms. Emmy remains pretty firmly ensconced on my lap, so she's not quite adjusted to my being home yet. Not that she doesn't sit on my lap every day, but not all the time, especially after she's been fed.

We are at the end of the year, the last day of the year, the sky overcast, but the temperature pretty nice, they're saying something like a ten to twenty percent chance of showers. Not sure what that means for photographic opportunities today, although I'll at least go downtown and buy my next month's bus pass. Get me out of the apartment. See if I can't find a picture now that I've been gone for a while.

Checking out Minerva in last Sunday's Chronicle she remains consistent and, I'm sure, quite accurate. How many Pisces in the United States? Say three hundred plus million divided by twelve? At least twenty five million, all with the same horoscope, all with the same great year ahead? Nah, I don't believe that either except (of course) in my own particular case: two thousand and ten is going to rock, if not in the roll sense, at least in the chair sense; if not waking me up and sending me out and about to the beat, then to sleep and to dream, a nice sleep and a nice dream. We'll take what we can get.

Pisces (February 18 - March 19): The Goody Train is on its way, Pi. You feel great, you look fabulous. Charm and sex appeal radiate in all directions. You'll be a force to be reckoned with in 2010. This holiday season heralds the start of a whole new ball game with you as star player. Can you hear it one more time? Sure you can. Merry Christmas, Ho! Ho! Ho!

So, OK, enough. Minerva is on our side. Tomorrow we'll see how we stand with the Fates. Hell, day after tomorrow, give them time to kick it off right.

Something about don't tempt the Fates...?

Tempting the Fates becomes moot once you've signed onto Facebook

Later still. A bus ride downtown to get off at 18th Street to walk over and pick up a monthly (January) bus ticket, but not before taking a picture at the bus stop of a piece of graffiti that caught my eye, me oh my. A walk then to the old APL building to have a cup of coffee out on the patio in front of Peet's (so what else is new?), a leisurely sit to sip and watch what there was of the working population pass me by.

A quick check of the Kangaroo Paws to see how they were doing. Not much in the way of flowers, but I noticed the same leaf wrapped around one of the red buds I'd described as a cannibal leaf when I first shot its picture and it turns out I was to some degree correct. How had it wrapped around it and held on for so long? Removing the leaf (yes, I couldn't allow cannibalism to go on in front of my old office building) I found there'd been a spider or something that had spun a bit of a web sticking the two of them together. I probably upset a perfectly normal and beneficial process, but I doubt it. I'm going with cannibalism. Sounds more impressive.

A photograph to test the camera as I started out for the bus, another photograph of that tree that keeps popping up in front of my lens when I returned. Back to my old habits.

Happy New Year, everybody. I'm not planning on depending on the Fates for a good year this year coming, I plan on making it happen myself. As are you, I have no doubt.

The photograph was taken in downtown San Francisco recently near the Embarcadero with a Nikon D3S mounted with an 85mm f 1.4 Nikkor AF lens at f 1.4 at 1/1250th second, ISO 2000.