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October 31, 2015

Extra Hour

Saturday. Ah, well. Another uneven night's sleep, awakening at three to finally get up and futz with yesterday's entry for maybe fifteen minutes before heading back to bed. Wide awake at three. Well, awake enough to cringe while working briefly on yesterday's entry.

So what does that mean in the scheme of things? Awake at seven, up and out the door by seven-thirty, a nice clear day, the sun coming up as I was walking. The usual plain waffle with sliced bananas and strawberries, a small fruit cup and coffee, a walk back to the apartment. Feel OK, but thinking I'll need a nap before any thoughts of going downtown to see what's happened at Latham Square.

Maybe best not to say “you're going to do this or that” later. You often don't do this or that later.

Later. We pick up again on the theme we beat to death yesterday. Checked to see when the Fruitvale Dia de los Muertos festival was starting tomorrow and discovered it's being held next Sunday on the 8th. Looked at my kitchen calendar entry for October and, yes, it was written in for both the 1st and the 2nd, but turning the month to November it was correctly entered for the eighth. Hmm. Cause for concern? The brain? Nah! Just, you know, a phase.

That's what they all say.

So, nothing on the table for tomorrow and so headed out the door to see if I couldn't find out what all the music coming from the lake had been about and found a group of people in the last phases of breaking down a D.J. setup, signs and tables. Couldn't figure out exactly what it was they'd been promoting and didn't take any pictures, but headed on through the farmers market to the Lakeshore ice cream shop.

Crowded, the sidewalks, close to a third of the people passing on Lakeshore were mothers and fathers shepherding their Halloween costumed children by the shops, about a quarter to a third of the shops with costumed employees at their entrance doors giving out candy. Which I guess makes sense. Does anyone go out at night anymore on Halloween in Oakland with their less than school age kids? I did take one picture. Didn't seem appropriate to be an old guy running around alone taking pictures of the kids.

And so back home, thinking I'll go by Latham Square tomorrow or (throwing in the towel) Monday and instead do things on the to do list around here, some of which I'd been mulling over last night. Thinking about in the middle of the night. Some people call them nightmares. I'm beginning to understand why.

Later still. A nap, a good hour of sleep. Feel better and there's a baseball game coming up.

Evening. And so the game. Not the outcome I might have liked, but a good game none the less. To bed early looking forward to that extra hour's rest.

The photo up top was taken Sunday at the Oakland Museum of California with a Nikon D4s mounted with a 70-200mm f 2.8 VR II Nikkor lens.