Tuesday. Rain and wind and lots of traffic tie ups as some sections of the freeway have turned into lakes. The first storm of the season. It brings back memories of October 15, 1969 when I set out for my first real job (after the army) in downtown San Francisco on Sansome Street when it was raining not unlike it is now. No complaints.
A drive (through the rain on city streets, I knew about the freeways) to the dentist's office to have a crown replaced at eight this morning. Another drive through relatively heavy rain, again on city streets, from the dentist's to breakfast where I spent well over an hour reading the papers while eating corned beef hash, country potatoes, eggs over medium and rye toast with coffee. Why so much detail? Well, it was raining (did I mention that?) and it was warm and cozy eating breakfast and a proper time to kick out the stops: eggs and the like, cholesterol city.
Your cholesterol is pretty low.
You have breakfast every morning at a traditional big American breakfast restaurant and you have to be careful. Most of the time. Some of the time. No, well, most of the time. Really.
I did put another miscellaneous page in the Oakland section. I'm not sure what I think about them, there aren't nearly as many candid portraits as I've done in the past. We'll see. Adventure here in October. In Oakland. In the rain.
Later. They're saying this storm is the strongest in fifty years with winds expected this afternoon up to seventy-five miles an hour. Two hundred car accidents on the road at noon. More, one assumes, coming. Piffle and poof! Nothing compared to the disaster of Ms. Emmy's cat box getting flooded out on the balcony. Normally it's protected by the balcony above, but the winds. Ah, the winds. So we'll take care of that. Pretty soon.
Later, later. The PhotoShop retouching class has been put off until late morning next Tuesday. Good. Good-good-good. Not a day to go PhotoShopping in the city.