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June 15, 2017

I Guess

Thursday. An uneven night's sleep, but not so uneven as to not get enough sleep, just a little wobbly when I woke up. Fine. Wobbly soon passed and so out the door with all three papers in tow to walk to breakfast, somewhat more people on the sidewalk than usual and half of them were wearing Warriors gear for the parade this morning.

OK, the oatmeal with toast and coffee for breakfast to then walk back to the apartment, taking the usual mind numbing set of photographs. Maybe they're not so mind numbing when your brain is already numb and that's why I continue to do them with apparent interest.

It's now close to ten when the parade is due to head out from downtown Oakland. Will I walk over to the lake where they're ending up? I admit I've been fighting it.

Of course.

Of course.

Later. Started to set out with the usual two cameras, one in the backpack, one over the shoulder, and decided before descending the stairs to return to the apartment and take but one camera to see what was happening in my immediate area, no desire to battle crowds across the lake. And so that's what I did.

There were streams of people heading to the parade's destination and you could see the crowd that had formed just before eleven across the lake, the rally scheduled to start at one. So a single picture and that was it. So much for gumption.

A short walk then to the burger drive-in to pick up a grilled cheese sandwich, taking it home and downing a second dose of the pain meds. Damned sinus-upper palate acting up and adding to my more than depleted appetite for adventure.

Later still. The pain meds do seem to work, although to a limited degree. An hour or so after taking that second dose the sinus-upper palate area still lets me know it's there, but more softly and less aggressive. Be nice if it was more effective, but no complaints.

With the sliding balcony door open I can clearly hear the Warriors rally from across the lake. It's loud enough you'd think it was coming from down at the bottom of my hill, but it's over a mile away instead.

Evening. Watched Democracy Now! (funny how fast the news seems to travel, what you hear in the early morning is old news by the late afternoon), watched a Netflix serial episode I'd started months ago, thinking it of little interest, and then got sucked on in. Which is good. I guess.

The photo up top was taken at the 2013 Carnaval Parade with a Nikon D4 mounted with a 70-200mm f 2.8 VR II Nikkor lens.