It Turns Out
Tuesday. Overcast this morning, up just after six to drive to breakfast (I was the only person having breakfast in their dining area, although they serve coffee and pastries to go in the front), a drive by the supermarket for cat food and tooth paste, the former the more important, back now feeling good here in Oakland
In stumbling along yesterday in Rockridge I did bump into a photograph or two. This has been something I've been wrestling with now for some time, a need to add to whatever it is that gets me chasing (in a genteel fashion) images. Yes, the candid portraits at parades and such remain the main attraction, but they're hard to find walking along a sidewalk and given the fact it's a really wide world out there with lots of opportunities for images, couldn't I just, you know, find a liking for funky old buildings and bridges? Colorful brick and flowering plants? Find some way to “see” them that gets my rocks off? Some progress, yesterday, I thought. We'll see how the rest of the week works out.
Later. A short walk around the construction area on Lake Merritt down at the base of my hill after noticing all the cement trucks. Lots of cement trucks, lots of rearranging of pathways and whatnot. Financed by the bail out package? Some of that coming our way here in Oakland? Who knows? The pictures show just a portion of the project, where this came from and why I have no idea, but what the hell, I'm sure it will end up being just swell when it's all done and finished.
This was a short walk, no effort of any kind involved, but the head in a kind of bubble, as if I were insulated from my surroundings. Just a hint of vertigo, nothing you don't get used to over time, but I'm wondering how much this has gotten in my way these last several years? Hasn't kept me inside the house, but has it kept me off the road? Off the trains? Off the airplanes? Maybe. I think about it and then I run across someone who's obviously spent their life in a wheelchair scooting down the sidewalk and I figure for whatever this thing is, brought on by my own idiocy (no doubt), it's nothing compared to other things the world can dish up at the drop of a hat. Doesn't stop me from describing it endlessly here, but then you know that.
Let's see, Ms. Emmy goes in tomorrow morning after breakfast for a vaccination and checkup, I've made an appointment in August for my annual eye exam and we're getting together with some of the usual crew at Roy's tomorrow afternoon for a beverage before setting out for a movie or something. There was some thought of attending an A's game when we discussed this last week, but they're playing in Boston tomorrow (as it turns out).