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March 6, 2011

Yet Another Hup!

Sunday. To bed before ten, up at seven. My, my. A good night's sleep. Raining, of course, rained throughout the night, but a drive to breakfast and back, home now before nine. Another morning to sit and wonder what to do with myself, but then, as with all mornings, an interesting answer will often arrive and the day then flies. There should be a guitar in there somewhere if I'm to make progress this week.

Later. Sandwiched in this morning between two periods of feeling relatively funky was an hour plus nap this morning, finally figuring, no matter how the clouds and the obvious potential for rain looked outside, I need to take a walk. The Swan, followed fifteen minutes later by Unknown was playing at the Grand Lake theater, one or the other might be nice. So I set out.

The air had an immediate good effect. No rain, not really looking like any rain, although it was cloudy in the rains ’a comin’ sense, and I was feeling good. No thought to go downtown, as nothing was open and, as I may have mentioned, I've been downtown way more often than a young man should, so it was on to the Grand Lake.

This one fellow was on the parallel bars as I was walking by, taking the pictures from across the street. I was carrying the D2Xs with the 18 - 200mm lens, which gave me the equivalent of a range of 27 - 300mm on the full sensor sized cameras, so I was able to crop him in close. I've been thinking of getting one of the new smaller sensor sized cameras when they're released in the next few months if their ISO range is significantly better than the old D2X. I have many lenses specifically made for these cameras and they're nice when the light isn't too low and you need the reach.

But I digress. I skipped out on the theater and walked farther on down to have a cup of coffee out at a table at the usual place, the air relatively warm. Everyone else was inside, but I have my “I like to sit outside” fetish and, as I said, the temperature was fine. Said hello to an old fellow employee at APL who was passing, we exchanged stories under the watchful eye of the pigeons sitting up across the street. He's paying some horrible amount for health insurance for his wife and kids, something I bitch about, but hearing what he's up against, have no reason to open my mouth.

A walk back then to the apartment, stopping at the book store to buy a well used song book I'd looked at last week. A big collection of old fifties rock and roll songs for the guitar. Most of them aren't all that memorable, but some of them are classics and the reason you learn to play the guitar is to, well, play the guitar. Right? Leaning some of these songs couldn't hurt. I'm thinking of starting with Blueberry Hill. We all have to start somewhere I would think.

So good, the day has fallen together and I'm up for a decent evening. I'm retired, the day is my own, I don't want to look back and say I found nothing to do with myself, no satisfaction gained, nothing but bitching and moaning to remember when the end arrives. So we'll finish this day with yet another hup! hup! hup! Yup.

The photograph was taken at the Wisconsin public union support rally in San Francisco with a Nikon D3s mounted with a 70 - 200mm f 2.8 Nikkor VR II lens.