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October 9, 2018


Tuesday. Lights out fairly early to awaken at five, turn over and then look at the clock again to see it was six. OK, up listening to Democracy Now!, and heading out in good fettle once I'd hit the outside air to walk to breakfast and arrive just before seven, the restaurant up and running.

Had the two strips of bacon, scrambled eggs, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee breakfast, focusing on reading the stories on the climate report that was released yesterday. The question is not whether what's coming is bad, but how bad and how soon? More than a few scientists suggest a series of tipping points could make it so bad as to wipe out the human and most of the rest of the non-human species on the planet, something that's gotten my attention over these last several years. I hope they're wrong, but it's gotten me to wondering if I was born at one of the better times to have a chance at living a decent (if clueless) life on this planet.

But you digress.

But I digress. The thought is more why am I not jumping up and down out on the street shouting to get more action other than to attend demonstrations, take pictures and read about it in the news?

Finished up around eight forty-five and set out for home, the sky clear, the sun bright, the two homeless men I'd passed by on these last few days both still asleep as I passed them by.

Later. Another day of doing little or nothing other than listen to news programs and watch stuff on the tablet while lying on the bed with the fan blowing away at my feet. I did walk up to the construction site up my block to take another picture, but found little if any difference from these last several times I've checked. They're working on it pretty much daily, but inside below the covering tarps.

Evening. What can I add? More tablet. I did order the new Haruki Murakami book Killing the Commendatore after reading a review in the Times that's due tomorrow. An experiment, as such. I've read with interest in the past many of Murakami's books and I'm curious to see if I read this one. If not, I'm out of the reading novels business, something I never would have guessed might happen.

You've been seeing this develop for more than a while.

Still don't quite want to believe it.

The photo up top was taken at the 2017 Fruitvale Dia de los Muertos Festival with a Nikon D5 mounted with a 70-200mm f 2.8 VR II Nikkor lens