Wednesday. I was able to finish the first of the two season ending BrainDead episodes last night on the tablet before turning out the lights (an hour too early) and so another uneven night's sleep. Still seems to have worked as I awoke at twenty after six, somewhat late, yes, but still seem to have gotten the necessary night's rest and headed out walking to breakfast in a pretty good mood. Even found another pandorea flower as I was leaving the café.
A haircut appointment at eleven, a thumb drive with Latham Square pictures to deliver to one of the Oakland city engineers at their building near City Hall and then to tackle the Dave Sheridan piece. Today. We'll get them done today. Most of them. Maybe.
Later. Put together the Latham photographs on a thumb drive, hadn't realized it was way back in April when I'd forwarded the last batch. A bus to Latham Square, a walk to the engineer's office to drop off the thumb drive at the desk and then on to the eleven o'clock haircut appointment. Good. Done by eleven-thirty or so feeling good and walking to the 20th Street bus stop on Broadway to catch the bus home. Thought about food, but passed. Later. Always later.
Later still. In order to avoid the writing task I finished putting together the photographs and web pages for the National Prison Strike and posted them, only to find one of the section thumbnail pictures wouldn't display on artandlife. Checked the HTML code, checked the picture that wasn't displaying, but it still left a hole where the image should been. OK, weird. Not unknown, it has happened in the past and so not totally unusual, but weird.
OK, cleared the day's Chrome browsing data and the web page began to display correctly. As mentioned, this has happened before, not often, but often enough to remember. Hmm. So they're all there.
Evening. Watched Democracy Now with interest, a discussion of the new movie Snowden with both Oliver Stone, the movie's director, and Joseph Gordon-Levitt, the actor who plays Snowden's part participating. Listened to about half of it this morning, wanted to listen to the rest of it again. Now if I'm really interested, the movie itself is playing just down the way tomorrow night at the Grand Lake theater at seven.
Embarrassing to say that might make a convincing case against my going to see it, but it might. I do support the current effort to pardon Snowden, but maybe not enough to go to the movie at this stage of my life. Sloth and age, it seems, win out.