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March 18, 2014

Day In May
Tuesday. To bed early, up with the alarm on another clear morning, the day going to be another warm day with what appears to be (so far, cross our fingers) a clear head. Sounds good. We're up for clear days and heads, particularly when the head is our own. Brings back memories of earlier years when “fuzzy” had to do with small stuffed animals and going two days without a shave.

That's stubble. Stubble isn't fuzzy.


Later. A walk by the apartment construction site again seeing some slight activity, one or two people on site, some of the equipment having been moved about. Maybe more later.

Over to the lake then to find a couple working out, more a ballet than what I think of as exercise, although the ballet/meditation aspect is a big one these days. I'd be a bit self conscious, but that's because I'm a bit uptight. Been working on loosening that up all my life.

Home now, a bit hungry. The waffle with fruit breakfast if only because it's Tuesday, guitar lesson day, and I don't want to screw up my head for the lesson. Which I've managed in the past.

Somewhat over three pounds under the target weight of one-sixty this morning, I've been slowly approaching one-five-five. I suspect that would be a better target weight, but we'll see how it goes, see if it takes much effort to maintain. We'll have lunch when we get downtown before the lesson.

Later still. A bit of a dry mouth, but none of the other symptoms when I set out for the lesson, fortunately clearing up once I got outside. Lunch at Genji, the old reliable chicken salad, on to the lesson that went well from my standpoint. I thought.

Home now as it approaches four, maybe head out again over to the lake, nothing happening at the construction site. Feel good, the mood good. Perhaps you can tell.

Evening. Well, nothing I could watch on television and so made do with something I was able to find on Netflix. I'm not sure I'm much up for most things people watch anymore. We'll blame it on deteriorating faculties but secretly believe we've graduated to another level - up or down, doesn't matter - no longer able to relate anymore to popular brainless culture. Except for BABYMETAL, of course. One must in the important ways remain relevant.

To bed early? After finishing up with the guitar? I'm not sure how else to wind the evening up, end this very good day in May March.

The photo up top was taken at the San Francisco Saint Patrick's Day Parade Saturday with a Nikon D4s mounted with a 70-200mm f/2.8 VR II Nikkor lens.