Friday. OK, the blood pressure was 120/78 last night at seven forty-five and so decided to take the blood pressure med as scheduled and see what it was in the morning. Lights out before ten to awaken at five-thirty, a little tired, but dawdled along to listen to the KPFA five minute news followed by Democracy Now! at six. So far so good, the blood pressure at 116/77, within the target range, albeit toward the high end of the curve. No problems, in other words, with taking the med last night. I'm hoping.

Overcast on the walk to breakfast, arriving at five minutes before seven, the restaurant open, no problem settling down over the papers and then order the two strips of bacon, scrambled eggs, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast. The weight was not quite a pound under the target this morning and so we're allowed to throw caution to the wind. And I was hungry.

Took a picture of the flower bed the Saigon restaurant had planted in front of their entrance and another of the stolen plant they'd replaced with a new one, the sign above letting whomever know they were being watched if they decided to steal/trash it again. Nice. Hope it works.

On then to the flowers below the Lakeside school, a woman wondering what I was doing shooting her picture and then a single Lime scooter set out by the lake, no other Lime or Bird scooters in evidence along my route. Still overcast, a bit cool, but so far a good start to a Friday morning. No complaints. Really.

Later. Tired again in the later morning and so a lie down on the bed for an hour (or so), remembering I needed to go by an ATM today and so got up and headed for the bus stop, figuring the head would clear enough that it wouldn't be a problem. The head cleared, but still remained “fuzzy”. In a bubble.

Went by the Broadway ATM and, checking the watch (and the state of the fuzzy head), went to the apartment house construction sites at 2330 Webster and 2302 Valdez, the Valdez site the building that had burned last year in its framing phase, just about where it is right now. So pictures.

No thought to walk, returned to the stop on Grand two minutes before the bus arrived and went straight home to lie down for ten minutes before getting up to watch the news on the various PBS stations. Of course I follow the adventures of our Child, but find it too depressing to write about it here. Nice weather out there, though, in a long sleeved shirt and wind breaker.

The question in mind was how was this going to go tomorrow at the San Francisco Anime & Cosplay Festival held in Japantown? A bus, then BART, then another bus before walking around for an hour? Was the head going to be in a similar bubble? I guess we'll have to wait and see.

Deedle-dee-dee?

Deedle-dee-dee.

Later still. A quick walk up the way to shoot a picture of the apartment house/condominium construction project to find they'd added an additional cloth covered extension to the fence making it high enough that I could no longer hold the camera up over it to get a picture. I was able to sneak around the blocked fence and take a picture at the far left side. Done to block gawkers when the next construction phase starts?

Evening. A bath, more television, a short lie down on the bed into the evening. I think I feel better, none of the fuzzy headed stuff described earlier, but that could be the fact I'm inside taking it easy. But it will at least be interesting to see how things go heading out for San Francisco tomorrow. The blood pressure 125/59 at four thirty-five making me wonder if the blood pressure device is working. Accurate. Whatever.