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November 2, 2017


Thursday. If not tired, then at least distracted yesterday, avoiding yesterday's entry and leaving the addition of the photographic links to this morning. At least yesterday started well, not too dissimilar to this one today: lights out last night well before ten to get up at six-ten and walk to breakfast in a reasonably good mood, although the eyes were watering in the colder air.

The single pork chop (the menu entrée comes with two), eggs over medium, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast, one forty-nine on the scale this morning (if that affected the decision). Clear skies, the gas station across the street displaying the new price of regular at three-oh-nine, two cents less than yesterday's twelve cent tax increase. A story in the East Bay Times on the price of gasoline in California and how they can't account for about twenty cents of the total price, into who's pockets it may or may not go.

The walk back, the sun bright, the sinus-upper palate letting me know it was there, the vision acting up just slightly. A picture of the construction still going on in the parking lot below my apartment because I guess I can't not take a picture and so then home to wrestle with yesterday's entry. Should have rewritten the section talking about the construction sites, spent more time selecting and linking the pictures. But I didn't and I won't, truth be told.

Nothing on the schedule today, need to update this month's calendar, see if what it anything is going on this month for pictures. And maybe think of more ways to get me out on the street with a camera, if only in the backpack, work on this walking with camera on the sidewalk phobia.

Later. I talked myself into walking to the parking lot to shoot a couple of pictures. They've bored four holes in the ground close together in the form of a square for what purpose I don't know. Something to do with the twenty living units they're planning on building on the site? I suspect, if I knew anything about such construction, the holes might have an obvious function.

Walked back up the hill to the site where two buildings are planned between my street and Grand. No sign of activity there. Home at two figuring I'll head out again when I get hungry. Nothing here in the apartment I want to make do for a lunch/dinner.

Evening. Spent a couple of hours on the tablet until it was time to check out Charlie Rose at eight as there was nothing else I was willing to watch on television this evening. Stuck around to hear Annie Leibovitz discuss her 24/7 life with a camera.

The photo up top was taken Sunday at the Fruitvale Dia de los Muertos Festival with a Nikon D5 mounted with a 70-200mm f 2.8 VR II Nikkor lens.