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March 4, 2017

Admit It

Saturday. Lights out early and a good night's sleep, awakening just before six to get up and get ready to set out for breakfast, checking the street to see that it had been raining and noting the dark and extensive cloud cover. Out the door to find a very light mist like rain had started and so returned to the garage and drove to breakfast.

The plain waffle with the sliced strawberries and bananas with fruit cup and coffee for breakfast. Thought about ordering something from the to be avoided list, but only briefly. Finishing up it started raining like crazy, a cloud burst that ended up lasting maybe five or ten minutes, but at least confirming the decision to take the car.

Raining now after nine and they're saying rain on and off through the day, so I guess we'll be cooped up here inside, the sun due to arrive, the weather people say, tomorrow. Maybe a movie at the Grand Lake theater? If it's not raining when it's time to set out? Take a chance that it won't start up again when I return? Probably not. Knowing me.

Later. The sun broke through the clouds starting at ten and the dark overcast has now broken up into white islands of clouds. No rain, in other words, although it's now due again later today through tomorrow and Monday. Chance of rain, it says, but up around a seventy-five percent chance and so we plan for rain and hope sun.

A walk over to the burger drive-in to bring back a grilled cheese sandwich, rain starting just as I set out for home. Fine. Stopped under an awning and put the camera into the plastic bag I carry just in case. One needs to keep one's priorities straight.

Later still. Remotes run on batteries and batteries, as you soon learn in this life, discharge and eventually lose their charge. With remotes for the T.V. and the radio you notice this when you need to start clicking once or twice or however many times to get it to work and I've been putting up with this for both the television and the bedroom radio remotes now for some time. I replaced the batteries in the remotes just now and all is again fine. I had the batteries on hand, yet I struggled for weeks putting up with them as they failed more and more often.

Just proves you're an idiot.

Yeah, but it is dumb: dumb and embarrassing. How long does it take to trade out a couple of batteries, batteries you have in a package that sits on your desk?

Evening. Nothing on television, but spent the time watching various episodes of things I've seen before, still not remembering any of their outcomes or many if not most of the scenes. Seems to work, although I'm not sure I should admit it.

The photo up top was taken of the January 20th Trump inauguration day protest at Frank Ogawa Plaza with a Nikon D500 mounted with a 135mm f 2.0 DC Nikkor lens.