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May 13, 2019

Give Up

Monday. Lights out by nine forty-five, my lights out soon after, to awaken well before the alarm at five fifty-five and get up to walk to breakfast on another overcast, but not overly cold morning, the restaurant open when I arrived.

The plain waffle with sliced bananas and strawberries, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast, taking no chances of repeating yesterday's adventure, to finish up by nine-forty five and set out for home, passing by an unusual number of scooters piled on their sides. OK, not unusual, just an unusual number this morning. At least a group I'd passed walking in had been picked up by someone while I was at breakfast, only one of that group remaining in the street as I walked by.

Are you complaining? When have you ever picked one up you've come across in the past?

We use the fuzzy head, aching sinus-upper palate, carrying a camera excuse. Works like a charm.

Anyway, the usual pictures on the rest of the way home, a selfie that at least seems to be in focus when I got to the lobby, up to edit yesterday's needed more editing entry before posting, the day and week ahead.

Later. A bus to Jack London Square, remembering there was an Oakland A's promotional event scheduled to start at noon, figuring whatever it turned out to be, it would get me out of the house. Arrived just after one to find a crowd in line to enter a building next to the start of the dock area with various tables that had been serving free water, pizza slices and the like. Took some pictures, none of which turned out.

None of which turned out?

The crowd was breaking up, still a couple of hundred people milling about, most of them in that line and nothing around that shouted out that it needed a picture. Or something like that. Headed back to the bus stop and traveled on home. At least I'd gotten out the door, although little to no real exercise was involved.

Evening. Watched a two part episode of a Danish police procedural called Those Who Kill with some interest, followed by a Finnish one called Force, and remembered I'd seen the series before and hadn't liked the main characters all that much. Interesting enough, but still didn't warm to either of the main characters this time around. Still, watched it, didn't give up.

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