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July 5, 2017

But Just

Wednesday. Last night ended with a background of fireworks explosions both in the distance, aerial shows and such, as well as nearby. More noise than I remember from earlier celebrations and so I'm assuming in retrospect I might not have gotten as much sleep last night as I at first thought, lights out before ten or not.

Anyway, awake just after six to get my act together and walk to breakfast, all three papers arriving on time, to have the plain waffle with sliced bananas and strawberries, fruit cup and coffee, nothing else including it really appealing. The stomach was not interested in anything fried or browned or poached or anything else I could think of. Such is breakfast these days.

Overcast, took pictures of the usual suspects on the walk back home to futz with yesterday's entry and then crash for an hour. Tired? I guess. Hence the thoughts about the fireworks last night keeping me half awake until close to midnight.

The checkup by the dental surgeon later today at two. He's located out toward Berkeley and so we'll drive. Not looking forward to it, although dealing with it better as time inches along. A mix of physical and psychological drama. Wouldn't mind living without them.

Later. Fiddled around the apartment before setting out for the dentist's office, leaving myself an hour, just in case I had trouble finding it or, more likely, trouble finding parking. Drove pretty much straight to it, found a parking space and ended up arriving twenty-five minutes early, but lucked out when they took me right in, did the ex-ray and informed me I needed a root canal and a crown. Oh. OK.

Made an appointment for the week after I return from Seattle. Not looking forward to it, there seem to be two or three sessions required, but at least I won't have to think about it for a while.

Evening. Another afternoon and now evening much like other afternoons and evenings, the sinuses and such behaving to some degree while watching Midsomer Murders, grudgingly, along with various episodes of Law & Order, less grudgingly, less but just.

The photo up top was taken at the San Francisco LGBT Pride Parade with a Nikon D5 mounted with a 70-200mm f 2.8 VR II Nikkor lens.