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May 8, 2019

At All

Wednesday. Lights out before ten to awaken once a little more than briefly and then for good at just after six, getting up to head out for breakfast on another overcast morning, passing by a damaged section of the sidewalk, evidently happening during the loading of plaster board into the building that's under construction. OK, on to the restaurant to find it open. So far, so good.

The chicken-apple sausage, scrambled eggs, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee this time over the papers to finish up by a eight-thirty or so and set out for home, something going on across Grand at Walden Pond and so a picture, the usual flowers and bicycles at the 580 Overpass and another closer picture of the damaged sidewalk. Good that no one was standing there when whatever it was came down. Hard. On by the lake an home to take another selfie before heading upstairs and posting yesterday's entry. Not really sure exactly what it was I did last night and so we kept the evening section short.

Later. A lie down for an hour or so, not quite asleep, nap to get up and think of ways to get my ass out the door, finally walking up to the construction site near my apartment to take a picture. Not much difference, just a pile of the fiberboard siding they'd delivered yesterday stacked in the center.

Back home to put the camera in the backpack and head down to the bus stop thinking to get lunch in the City Center, walk all or most of the way back to get in the walking. The bus didn't come. Back to the apartment to prepare some pasta with clam sauce and say the hell with it.

Got it down to the last three or four How Weird Street Faire pictures to process before the brain said stop and so has gone the afternoon. They're a little better than I thought, the group will be fine.

Evening. Watched the next two episodes of The Weissensee Saga, the German series set in East Germany before the wall came down. It really does give you an idea of how creepy it might be to live in an authoritarian society with something like the Stasi watching your every move, although they portrayed the various “good guys” in this piece as behaving in ways that made them out to be dumb as posts.

It was followed by a lighter weight Dutch detective thing, silly in the usual ways, but not creepy at all.

The photo up top was taken Sunday at the How Weird Street Faire with a Nikon D500 mounted with a 24-120mm f 4.0 VR Nikkor lens.