Of City Hall
Pisces (February 18 - March 19): You’re undergoing dramatic changes. Planetary energies are wildly unpredictable, so embrace the spirit of adventure and be open to anything.
Friday. Up early, a little bleary, drove over to Solano Avenue to have my teeth cleaned this morning at eight. Which is good, I guess. You've got to have your teeth cleaned now and again lest they all fall out or turn black or do whatever they do when you're over forty and losing your edge. Is getting up early for a teeth cleaning an example of embracing “the spirit of adventure”?
Maybe when you're ninety-nine, blind, drunk and stinky. I would think driving out early or late in that condition would be something of an adventure.
I suppose. Still, the day begins, the weekend is ahead. A trip downtown to replace my watch battery, something I need to do about every six months; lunch in City Center, a mixed salad and a piece of chicken; a series of photographs in front of City Hall that made me realize I need to read my camera manual and confirm how to put it in nine frames per second mode; home now thinking of returning downtown later for a local demonstration. Oh, and I took another photograph of the cherry blossoms on the tree in front of City Hall.
And for Gus: today marking the anniversary of his passing; much too young, much too soon. As his sister wrote: “You were a pauper, a pirate, a poet, a pawn and a king.” There's a white candle burning in the living room (as there is in at least one other living room many miles from here) and I may pour a glass of Cognac later, the one he preferred, to remember days long gone.