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September 8, 2017


Friday. Lights out by ten. I think. Awakening, anyway, at five-thirty to glance at the clock and put my head down again, glancing up in what I thought was two minutes to see it was very close to seven. So, however managed, a good night's sleep, one way or another.

Up a little slowly, but out the door on another overcast, cool (but high humidity!) morning with the small Nikon V 1 around the neck under a light jacket, this time with a larger range zoom lens than the one I'd used yesterday. I said I was going to look at the manual yesterday, but didn't. Better do it today because I realize I no longer remember how to make all of the required settings.

You're starting to babble with that.

OK. The two strips of bacon, eggs over medium, country potatoes, fruit cup and coffee with toast for breakfast, for some reason fighting the idea of having anything including it on the menu. Ate it with comfort and interest, but this food thing continues to live a life of its own.

The walk home taking the same set of pictures, although I noticed the theater marquee had been changed since yesterday to advertise IT, a new horror movie release that was written up with good marks in all three morning papers. Still have no idea what yesterday's message of The North Pole might have been about.

Later. An afternoon spent going through all the various piles of paper that have built up over these last several, um, months, to find an update I'd sent to the camera insurance people on the lens I'd lost with the stolen camera. Couldn't find it, but got the work area cleaner than it's been in this millennium.

The camera listed on the insured list is an older model 85mm lens and not the new one I'd replaced it with on the spreadsheet I sent to the insurance agent with a cover letter four years ago. My problem is in not seeing they'd still listed the old one on their covered equipment list when I've renewed each year. I've been threatening to change agents now for a while, we'll go with the National Press Photographers’ agent on Monday and not renew the old one when it comes up later this month.

Otherwise a nice sunny afternoon, the temperature reasonable. It would be more so if the humidity wasn't so high. A walk to the pizza parlor for a single size pie: pepperoni and mushroom. Been months since I've had one and the paperwork search put me in the mood.

Evening. Watched the episode of Democracy Now! I'd missed this morning. Some of it anyway. Checked out Inspector Gently and Charlie Rose, my heart not into staying up and so to bed, skipping anything to do with the tablet.

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