Sunday. Lights out soon enough, but a somewhat uneven night's sleep (I seem to recall, but not sure I'm remembering accurately just two hours after awakening), eyes open at quarter to six to take my time getting ready to head out to breakfast, the East Bay Times still not having arrived as I was leaving. Some very light rain on the way.
The chicken-apple sausage, country potatoes, eggs over medium, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast that turned out to be too much to finish. Left most of the potatoes and toast on the plate, which I find embarrassing. Finish your breakfast-lunch-dinner seems to have been drilled into me at some very early age. Waste not, want not.
Anyway, a bright sun driving home to get to work on yesterday's less than stellar entry, posting it to the web as I was beginning to feel a bit funky and so decided to lie down. The chicken-apple sausage? So soon?
Later. The starting to feel a funky pretty much went away after maybe half an hour and so up to take a walk. Bright sun, yes, but with a cold wind. Cold enough to turn me around and scoot right back to the apartment when I got to the lake, even wearing the quilted goose down jacket under a winter coat. “In like a lion...”, came to mind. Well, “a California bred lion”.
Evening. Sun through the rest of the afternoon, but no real thought to go outside again. Even if it had been warmer. Toyed with the idea of going to see Logan at the Grand Lake theater. I've had no interest in any of the various Marvel X-Men movies. I watched Iron Man and Iron Man 2 back when they were released in 2008 and 2010 and indeed enjoyed them. Iron Man anyway. But I've not been to any of the others with Marvel characters to include the one in Logan.
What initially interested me was the Chronicle review comparing it to Eastwood's 1992 Unforgiven, reading the review and then tracking down the Logan trailer. Couldn't talk myself into going to the matinée today, but maybe next weekend? I wonder. My tastes have changed this last decade. We'll see.
This is just piddling out into babble again.
Maybe change the name of this thing? Babble-on? Too biblical?