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March 5, 2020

Know

Thursday. Another awaken at ten minutes to six morning (after a couple of short trial runs an hour or so earlier) in time to listen to the KPFA five minute news before Democracy Now! started at six. Up and out the door to walk to breakfast on an overcast morning, the temperature decent, the weather people saying in the low sixties later this afternoon. Arrived to find the restaurant open and people inside and so settled in with the papers.

The two strips of bacon, eggs over medium, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast, the weight close to two pounds under target on the scale this morning, finishing up by a quarter to nine and setting out for home. Two pictures of flowers now rapidly fading in the planters, another of a bicyclist heading through the Grand Lake theater traffic light and, trundling right along, one of the flowers managing to return below the Lakeview school. I have no idea what kind of flowers they are other than they're a really bright orange.

On by that trellis again to see if I could take a photo better exposed than the one I'd taken yesterday, then up to the apartment house lobby for another selfie (this time with my mouth closed) before settling in to wrestle with yesterday's entry and then posting. Another cookie cutter morning under the belt.

At least there's now room under the belt.

We give thanks for small favors.

Later. A bus to the Broadway ATM and then a walk back to the apartment, picking up a grilled chicken sandwich at the burger drive-in on the way. Hungry. Tasted good, all this done by noon. Now for the rest of the day.

Totally forgot the golf tournament that was playing today and so didn't check the channel that carries it. Too bad as there was nothing else I wanted to watch on TV and so spent my time lying on the bed watching stuff on the tablet and listening to the television news while messing with the computer.

Such is life.

Indeed.

Evening. Started watching Vera at eight on the PBS channel, giving up after a long break in the program where they were raising money for the channel. Television has become a long series of ads broken up whatever programming they may be running. Didn't they used to have laws that limited the amount of time they could run ads in any given hour? I didn't watch much television when I was younger, had years when I didn't even own at television set, so what do I know?

The photo up top was taken at a January 2017 Trump and Betsy DeVos protest at Frank Ogawa Plaza with a Nikon D500 mounted with a 24-120mm f 4.0 VR Nikkor lens.


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