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Here In Oakland

Art & Life


September 12, 2017


Tuesday. Given how warm it was yesterday (ninety-one degrees here in my area of Oakland) the lightening and thunder last night was probably appropriate. Didn't last long, didn't deliver much rain, just enough to wet the streets and bring the temperature down a bit. Anyway, awakened at quarter to six with a sore shoulder from the flue shot, sleeping as I always do on my left side. Next time we'll get the thing on the right.

A clear morning walk to breakfast starting slowly. I've been starting slowly now for quite a while, the head and energy takes a morning walk, it seems, to come together. The oatmeal, toast, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast over the three papers and then the walk home feeling reasonably coherent. Slow, but coherent.

We'll process more pictures today from the weekend, if nothing else. Still haven't heard from the friend who lives in northern Florida, the power still out for most of the population. Still. I'm assuming all is well, certainly that's the likelihood, but you never know.

Later. I must admit to being a little antsy today and so finally packed a camera in the backpack and caught a bus downtown, this time to the police administration building to stand in line for twenty minutes and, once I was able to talk with one of the two ladies serving the line, discovered I needed to be in another line “around the corner”. There was no one servicing the line “around the corner” and the two people who'd been in front of me in the first line were waiting patiently for someone to arrive. The hell with it, getting the serial numbers to them could be done later. If ever.

A walk up Broadway to the City Center thinking it was after one, maybe get something for lunch. I was hungry, but nothing appealed, but nothing new in that. Checked the NextBus app, saw a bus was due momentarily and so caught the bus home. We'll eat something here.

So we've gotten our exercise in, we'll listen to the news and process more pictures. It's hot, seventy-eight degrees and sixty percent humidity and so I'm not going anywhere else later.

Evening. Progress on the photographs. Still have a way to go, but they're coming together. Surprised to open the sliding balcony door to find the temperature had dropped significantly (although the humidity is now higher) so the windows and door are now wide open to cool things off.

Listened to Democracy Now!. Nothing else I wanted to watch and so back to the tablet to find a movie or series I'll be able to watch for more than ten minutes. Where did people watch these movies before Netflix and the rest? Cable? Am I so far divorced from the prevailing culture? HBO? Showtime? Cable?

Moan, groan.

Better, I guess, than snicker, snicker.

The photo up top was taken at the DEFEND DACA! demonstration Saturday in Frank Ogawa Plaza with a Nikon D5 mounted with a 70-200mm f 2.8 VR II Nikkor lens.