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Here In Oakland

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September 3, 2017


Sunday. It was bearable with the fan, sleeping last night, and so not a bad night's rest, awakening briefly at midnight to open wide the windows and sliding balcony door to the cooler outside air. Awoke at half past six, running late, but at least all three papers had arrived and so drove to breakfast without leaving anything like glasses or a camera behind this time.

The two strips of bacon, eggs over medium, country potatoes, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast, one-fifty even on the scale this morning, taking my time and end up heading home by nine. Warm enough outside by then to close all the windows and balcony door, shut the drapes and turn on the fan. We'll lie down for a while (with the fan in tow) after we finish this, sooner, one hopes, than later.

Later. I did lie down with the fan at the foot of the bed, but then, for some reason, got up with the idea of heading to an ATM, warm out there or not. OK, silly idea, but checked the NextBus app, saw a bus was due in two minutes (a fifty/fifty chance I could make it), grabbed a camera and the phone and headed out the door to find the temperature was way cooler than I thought it would be. There was even a light cooling breeze. Bingo!

The bus arrived just as I arrived at the stop and so went to the Broadway ATM, checking the NextBus app again when I'd finished to see there wasn't a return bus due for twenty minutes and so went by the site of the apartment house fire to see how they were coming along and then down Grand by the road construction at Harrison and the make over at the entrance to Children's Fairyland.

Checked the 7-11 look-alike for an ice cream bar to find a sign saying they'd lost power in their refrigeration unit and all the ice cream inside had melted. OK. On to the burger drive-in to pick up a grilled cheese sandwich and then home, opening wide the sliding balcony door and the bedroom windows to let in what turned out to be air that was cooler than the air inside. Feel much better. This heat thing, though, is more than real around here. In case you were wondering.

Later still. The drums were going strong over at the lake and so I figured I'd check the outdoor temperature to see if it was any better than the temperature inside and satisfy my curiosity as to how many people it took to make drums sound so loud. I've been hearing them in the late afternoons and into the evenings now for some time.

It was again cooler outside with a light breeze and so over to the lake to find a half dozen pelicans perched near the pergola in front of the fountain and a large crowd dancing in front of a line of drummers, maybe a dozen drummers. No wonder they were so loud and their sound was carrying so far. Nice. And so pictures.

Back to find ways to cool down the apartment to match the outdoor temperature, setting up the fan to draw air in at the bottom of the wide open balcony door, the curtains open to allow more air through the bedroom windows. Not something you can do in just a few hours when the apartment building itself has come up to the higher temperature, but this hanging at the edge of sweating all the time sucks. It does.

Evening. Another Endeavour episode I haven't seen before that started at nine and so watched it through, although I had difficulty following the plot. The accents again, and the technical quality of audio itself. That said, the plot left a lot to be desired, a nurse killing a string of doctor's patients in order to hang the blame on him, all this in revenge for (her sister's?) death. I think that was it. There really are problems with the accents and audio.

The photo up top was taken at the Nihonmachi Street Fair last month with a Nikon D5 mounted with a 70-200mm f 2.8 VR II Nikkor lens.