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September 3, 2015

Slacker Habits

Thursday. Lights out early again, awakening at six twenty-five to climb on the scale to find the weight down to one fifty-three. That's the lowest I've ever seen it since forever, have no idea how old I might have been at one fifty-three (plus four tenths of a pound) in the past. I don't think it's too low from the look of me in the mirror, but we'll keep track. No desire to get too thin. Not something I figured I've ever hear myself saying in other than some comic relief.

Clear skies this morning setting out to breakfast to stop and then cross the street when I spotted an approaching bus. Two bus rides in a row to breakfast? Walking is good for you. Must remember that.

Same thing happened on the way home, the bus arriving at an interim stop just as it and I were arriving. Perfect timing. We'll call it Kismet and get our walking in later at Latham Square. He said. Again. Believing it.

Later. Whatever hesitancy that last sentence implied turned out to be real enough, but a bus finally downtown to Latham Square to take pictures, discovering quite a bit of activity going on and with the sidewalk now blocked off in front of the Rotunda building. My exit through the building stairwell was blocked by tape, although I managed to duck under it after taking the usual pictures from the 3rd floor stairwell window. OK, something a little different.

Picked up the prescription refill and, since it involved a too long time waiting in line, I decided to catch the bus home instead of having lunch over in the City Center. It was noon, it would be crowded and, although diminished, there was still a lingering paranoia involved in walking around the downtown carrying a camera.

Off the bus at the apartment house construction site to take the day's pictures and then have lunch, a tuna fish sandwich and an iced coffee at at table in front of the café at Bellevue and Grand. Not sure what was included in that sandwich, but whatever it was went down well enough and so back to the apartment on what has evolved into a quite warm (without being too warm) day. We'll see where it takes us now, whether we make progress with the construction site pictures or we goof off. I'm not placing a bet.

Later still. I did spend time on the tablet and I did (in two separate sessions) finish processing today's photographs. So good. Nothing posted to the web, but no feelings of guilt in falling further behind.

Evening. An Inspector Lewis I've seen before at least twice and so no desire to watch it again. A Vera episode at nine-thirty that I started but then soon bailed on and went to bed. I'm liking this good night's sleep business, no need to fall back into the old slacker habits.

The photo up top was taken at the Oakland Art & Soul Festival with a Nikon D4s mounted with a 70mm-200mm f 2.8 VR II Nikkor lens.