Break and Enter
Wednesday. I increased the font size of the journal this morning. It should be pretty obvious. The computer I write this on, because I also use it for PhotoShop and image manipulation, is attached to a specialized Lacie graphics monitor with a relatively high native resolution. It really isn't designed to work very well unless you set it at that resolution and it makes type that looks normal on a standard monitor much smaller than I'm able to easily see. Hence the bump in size. I've looked at it on a standard monitor and it looks, well, OK. I hope. We'll see.
There isn't an intermediate size you can use?
I'll futz with it more as the day rolls on. It's six as I write. Time now to go to breakfast.
Later. Descending the stairs to the apartment lobby on my way to breakfast this morning I ran into the apartment manager who was examining the building's front door. There had obviously been an attempt to pry it open from the outside last night with a crowbar or some similar device. Entering the garage we discovered two of the parked cars, the two closest to the door, had had their rear windows broken and their interiors tumbled. The first one of the two belonged to the apartment manager. Mine, down the line, was untouched.
You have to think kids or an extremely dumb or drug addicted adult. Who in their right mind stores anything of value in their car anymore, living as we do in Oakland (or any other large city)? Take a chance on felony jail time for ten bucks worth of what? Kleenex?
So the pucker factor goes up a notch, at least for a while. The garage was broken into a couple of years ago and three of the cars were stolen by three “kids” (you'd have to assume) who went on a joy ride as the cars were eventually recovered. The owners beefed up the electric entry gate and the door that was pried open last night with what we now know were less than effective results.
Otherwise the day has started well, the temperatures that were up in the uncomfortable nineties here in Oakland yesterday expected to drop to the low eighties today, last night's sea air making the temperature right now pretty comfortable. My webcams didn't pick up anything, they're not set to even try, nothing they see is recorded.
Later still. Still morning, the Fire Arts Festival this evening. I guess I'm going as I bought a $35.00 ticket online. I'm not sure that says a lot for someone who's supposedly been watching his budget.