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Here In Oakland

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December 29, 2017


Friday. Lights out after ten, running about half an hour later than usual, to awaken at six twenty-five, half an hour later to make up for last night. So good, one would guess. The walk again under a mostly clear sky, the air cold, the eyes watering and the nose acting up to arrive at the restaurant just after seven. Had the plain waffle with sliced bananas and strawberries, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast, still a couple of pounds over the one-fifty target. But we're making progress. He said with more confidence than sense.

More people than usual arriving for breakfast, maybe because of the weekend New Year holiday, maybe just because more people happened to show up for breakfast. Who cares? Read the papers and walked home, taking the usual set of pictures, although the flowers this time were in better focus. It seems to keep us chipper enough, this mindless routine, but feeling good and reasonably clear headed, as we most often feel now home from breakfast. But we'll soon see how the late morning evolves.

Later. A bus to the ATM on Broadway to find the ATM out of service and so a wait in line for a teller, finishing and crossing Broadway just as the bus home arrived. The apartment house construction sites looked interesting when I'd passed on the bus to the ATM and I'd packed a camera in the backpack, but there was no interest in spending the twenty minutes until the next bus taking pictures. So much for ambition.

I'd planned to pay for breakfast this morning with a credit card, as I hadn't gone by an ATM yesterday, but they said no problem, just pay tomorrow. Stayed on the bus home and got off at the café, paid for this morning's breakfast and then walked back to the apartment. Feel reasonably whole, what I'd call whole anyway, but prepared another one of the Chicken Alfredo microwave meals I'd thought might have brought on the ocular wobblies yesterday and perhaps the evening before. We'll find out later if it will be three out of three. I have a number of these instant meals in the kitchen, might as well find out if they're eatable.

You do go on and on.

Do tell.

Later still. The sinus-upper palate thing holding center stage. It's about as distracting as a head cold, but a head cold that never goes away. So a second dose of the pain meds just now to see if it takes enough off the top to make it at least recede into the background.

You're bitching again.

I'm watching things on television I've seen before and that with the bitching has been our afternoon.

Later now I can say yes the sinuses and upper palate are better, but are they better because I took some pills? We'll leave it at “better“. Better is always to the good, however way it may have arrived.

Evening. Checked out Democracy Now!, watched more Law & Order episodes that I've seen before to the point and shouldn't be willing to admit to the fact, and then to bed and the tablet, putting aside the tablet and avoiding reading any of the recently arrived magazines. Another night, like many another night, here in Oakland.

The photograph was taken at the Oakland 2009 Children's Day Parade with a Nikon D3s mounted with an 70 - 200mm f 2.8 Nikkor VR II lens at f 2.8 at 1/1000th second, ISO 200.