Wednesday. An odd, awakening five times, night, last night, to finally get up at ten after six to head out to breakfast on a soon to be sunny morning. Felt fine, but I'm going to have to drink less water during the day if I'm to get any real sleep from here on. V-8 juice. More of it in the mornings, less in the afternoons.
Later. An email from Ms. R saying she was going to be in town this noon hour, did I want to get together over coffee? Indeed I did and so a bus to the City Center where we met at the BART station entrance and then walked over to Pacific Coast Brewing Company for a very light lunch and a glass of beer. We haven't had lunch together now in forever and it was good to catch up on our respective adventures.
I did take a quick two portraits, but found, in bringing them up on the computer, that my not noticing, let alone taking into account, the shadows thrown by the sun through the overhead ivy covered latticework on their patio had messed them up. So much for my being able to bring skill and experience in taking a portrait. What the hell, a minor point to a very good lunch, a major point to a photographer. (Oh, and she had the waitress shoot one of the both of us and that one turned out.) Figures.
Evening. Watched a bit of Democracy Now, but otherwise spent the time with three episodes of Law & Order. Wednesdays. They play all day, Law & Order, and it's one of the few of its kind I can watch with any comfort. Like the fact they devote the second half of the program to the court trials of the people they arrest in the first half of the and most of the criminals generally aren't serial killers, rapists or child molesters. Just, you know, old fashioned murderers, bank robbers and arsonists.
Checked Charlie Rose at eight to find the current political stuff I try to avoid and so to bed. A good day, this day, I'd say.