Friday. Again, some slight ocular migraine symptoms last night and so right to sleep after ten to awaken then at six-fifteen to take the usual time listening to Democracy Now! and then the following KPFA News before getting up and setting out to walk to breakfast, seeing for the first time what the construction crew that had arrived yesterday was up to on the building. OK, the manager had said my side of the building wasn't as bad as the side they're working on now, but I wonder what's coming.

Couldn't help taking a picture of the abandoned car with the missing passenger side window and now destroyed door handle. Of course. Arrived to enter the dark dining area to turn on the lights and settle in with the papers, having the room to myself this time all the way through breakfast.

Had the two strips of bacon (they delivered three), scrambled eggs, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee this time as I was hungry, finishing up at nine-thirty, the alimentary canal telling me I really, really needed to go to the bathroom. OK, that's what I did, the body evidently deciding after a large breakfast that it could let go of what it had been holding onto these last several days, and so just managed to sit down on the commode before experiencing a disaster. Clogged the toilet, it did, and so tracked down a plunger, too embarrassing not to take care of it.

Walked home under cloud covered skies, they're saying cooler today with a high of maybe seventy, taking the same series of pictures of flowers, the lighting somewhat better for getting decent exposures. Except maybe for the California poppies.

Another picture of the damaged door handle on the abandoned car, a picture of the line of Gruv scooters by the lake and of the balcony construction (the picture up above) before entering the lobby, taking the selfie and settling in with yesterday's entry before posting and beginning here. Took till noon. Busy, at least. Good to be busy during this lock-down.

Later. A walk downstairs to take a little better picture of the balcony construction, returning to pick up the mail and head for bed to watch the rest of the last season of Call To Duty. Less believable, the story line of this series, but it's still kept me watching. No complaints. Otherwise watched the various PBS and BBC news programs.

Evening. Watched about an hour of Inspector Morse at eight, grew tired of Morse for the usual reasons and headed to bed before nine, lights out at ten.