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July 26, 2014

Right To Bed

Saturday. I hadn't seen the two Midsomer Murders episodes last night, parts one and two of a two part series, and so I watched them both finishing up before ten. Which you would think would work out well, getting to bed before ten with the fan at the foot of the bed to allow sleep. And that would be true if we hadn't then finished a Netflix thing we'd started on the tablet. No complaints, no excuses. We're a big boy now, we can take the heat. Well, maybe not the heat, but the blame. You understand.

Up quite slowly with the alarm, but up, none the less. Off to breakfast on another clear, going to be hot and sunny morning/day, feeling better once we'd been fed. Back home now, having passed by something going on over at the lake. The usual set of dancers? Looked more organized, a charily run of some kind, maybe. We'll have to check it out.

Later. An attempt or two at a nap, nothing happening with a nap, so a walk over to the Lakeshore ATM and back, returning by the farmers market (I'd forgotten it was today and so bypassing it taking the Lakeshore route heading out). Warm, but not as warm as it was yesterday was the thought.

What I'd seen earlier was a half marathon of some kind at the lake, but the number of people was much smaller than it had been when I drove by coming home from breakfast. Probably best to run such a thing early on a hot day like this. A single picture as I sat on a bench walking back from the ATM, a picture I've taken a hundred times, but you really can't go out and then come back without taking one. Well, two. The first taken as I was setting out.

What to do now? Couldn't sleep, so a bus downtown to pick up a prescription refill, a fairly elaborate gathering of some kind going on in front of the City Hall. Picked up the prescription, walked over to the City Center for coffee and a bagel (with cream cheese) and then walked over to City Hall and through the 22nd Black Expo. Lots of things going on, lots of vendors pushing this and that, but not may people attending. Maybe it hadn't been well enough advertised? Certainly I hadn't heard about it in any of the papers this or any other recent morning.

A walk and then a bus back to the apartment. Warm out there now, we're staying inside. A guitar lesson to master and I'm running late.

Evening. A slow day. Not a bad day, the temperature not as hot as it was yesterday - believe me: good - but nothing getting done. A Netflix movie all the way through after attempting three others and bailing after ten minutes, the way it seems to work with Netflix. Maybe the way it works with me for any movie, theater released or not. How many movies have I attended in this last year? One? None?

Nothing on television and the Maria Wern at nine is one I've seen before. Didn't recall who'd done it or why, but the idea of watching again to find out put me right to bed.

The photo up top was taken along the lake today with a Nikon D4 mounted with a 24-70mm f/2.8 G Nikkor lens.