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March 30, 2018

Babble

Friday. Lights out after the six minute news program at ten to then awaken at five fifty-five feeling reasonably whole and so took the usual somewhat longer time getting up to get out the door on another clear, going to be sunny day. A little cooler, they're saying, but saying and becoming can be quite a different thing. Left the sweater.

The French toast with sliced bananas and strawberries, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast, having read the story in two papers and listened to another on the BBC news, that a local judge was requiring coffee sellers to add a risk of cancer label at their outlets. Drank our morning coffee without particular concern, but listening to/reading the news can be hazardous to your mental well being. Enough out there fucking with our mental well being as it is.

The price of gas jumped another four cents, so we documented it on the way out, took the usual pandorea photograph, the usual sidewalk photograph, the flower below the Lakeshore school (two shots with different attempts at taking care of the brightness) photograph, another at the 580 off ramp and then a surprise by the fitness center just because.

Good Friday and the start of Passover, today, Easter this Sunday. Hadn't realized that was the case until yesterday. April Fool's and Easter on the same day? Wonder how that will affect the turnout for Sunday's Saint Stupid's Day Parade?

Are you looking for excuses not to go?

Not until Sunday morning.

Later. The usual slow down in the later morning and into the afternoon, half of it spent on the bed listening to the radio, the brain coming up for air and shaking most of it off by three.

Evening. Spent the day and into the evening watching various forgettable things on television and not much else. Watched the Inspector Gently episode that started at eight, one I'd seen before. The close to, if not actually incompetent male detective sergeant character driving me up the wall more than it should, but watched it none the less. Go figure. I can't, other than reacting here with the usual babble.

Last year's Saint Patrick Day Parade taken with a Nikon D5 mounted with a 70-200mm f 2.8 VR II Nikkor lens.


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