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February 28, 2017


Tuesday. To sleep early to awaken just after six. Success. Good. Up, the sky clear, the air cold and so a brisk (for me) walk to breakfast to have the oatmeal, toast, fruit cup and coffee breakfast, still on our take no chances morning routine. Cross our fingers, we're probably going to test it with something evil like corned beef hash pretty soon, once this test week is over.

A haircut is scheduled later at one, so something that will get us downtown that we can't avoid. When's the last time I've gone downtown? I once, not all that long ago, pretty much went every day.

Took a picture of the now displaying gas sign, showing a four cent increase instead of a five and snapped a couple of more shots on the way home: a sticker and a restaurant sign. Took one of the battered flower I've been following now for weeks that turned out so badly I didn't bother to run it through Lightroom and Photoshop.

And so the day has started.

So it has. Now have I? I think so, after all that sleep last night.

Later. My supplemental Medicare insurance company has been telling me I can save money by buying my prescriptions directly from their mail order operation and I've been going back and forth on the web doing what's required to make that happen. And then doing it again. And again. My insurance company's mail order operation needs a whole lot of work on their web integration.

I was able to confirm that my local retail pharmacy had refilled a prescription I was almost out of this morning and that I could pick it up today and so a bus to the ATM on Broadway to then walk to the City Center for the haircut, buying a box (finally - how long has it been?) of Good & Plenty in the City Center on the way.

Finishing with the haircut, I managed to scoot across Broadway and catch a bus that had arrived at the stop, but was delayed long enough loading passengers for me to run and get on board. A bit of luck. OK, back to the prescription refill: Took the bus to the Grand Lake theater and walked to the pharmacy to wait in line thinking I no longer have to feel guilty about going mail order, given how slowly they handle their customer lines. (Yes, I was close to grumpy.)

A walk then by the lake to the burger drive-in for that grilled chicken sandwich I'd managed not to get yesterday due to, um, not willing to stand in line.

There's a theme developing here.

Well. Remembered on the way home that I'd forgotten to leave a note on the outdoor mailbox at the apartment house in case FedEx arrived with the package due today, but discovered I hadn't missed them and so dodged that memory lapsing bullet. Home now to relax, listen to the news, wait on the FedEx package and, well, maybe shut the mouth and stuff a sock in it.

Evening. Started watching Democracy Now!, but then turned to the president's speech before Congress because there was no way I couldn't. Wouldn't.

Bailed after the rebuttal address by the Democrat and went to bed, no interest in watching anything on the tablet.

The photo up top was taken walking along Lake Merritt earlier this month with a Nikon D5 mounted with a 70-200mm f 2.8 VR II Nikkor lens.