Wednesday. To bed early enough, skipping the last half hour of The Vietnam War to go through what I would now guess is the usual (I hope it's usual) routine of awakening a couple of times during the night to take a leak, but then get right back to sleep, awakening for good after six. So a good night's sleep? I'd say. Guess.
Clear again, they're saying another warm to hot day today before cooling down for the weekend. A comfortable enough walk to breakfast to have a medium hamburger patty, eggs over medium, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast. Haven't had the hamburger patty in a long time. Only appeals every so often.
Read the three papers, quite a bit more reading these days, following a number of disparate stories. Curious. Wondering what's really happening out there in the wilderness, beyond my balcony railing.
The walk home to take the usual two pictures, the lighting on the flowers consistent in its weird tone and lighting. Read the V 1 manual? See how to manually knock down back the light to stop over exposing the flowers? I could. But I haven't.
True, but life seems to go on, idiot or not. Need to get another Protime blood test today, as the reading on last week's test was too high. Already debating what camera to bring and feeling upset about the whole idea. Don't like being upset about it.
Later. A bus to the ATM on Broadway, taking the camera in the backpack, walking then to the apartment house construction site where they'd had the fire to then unpack the camera and take a couple of pictures of the now cleaned up building base and then on to the work they're doing on the construction site right next to it. Not sure what they're building there, but whatever it is, it's going to be big.
OK, camera back in the backpack and a walk on to the construction site at 27th and Broadway to take pictures through the wire fence. This one is an apartment house complex over a retail store base. Impressive, at least to me, for the depth and size of its foundation.
On to the lab, a couple of pictures of their apartment house/retail project between Webster and Broadway, getting the blood drawn after having a strawberry something or other sold in a bottle at the building café. Would have eaten something if I'd had the time before the lab opened at one. Warm today, even in a t-shirt. Lots of walking and effort for a five minute session with a needle.
Evening. Processed pictures with the television droning on in the background, old Law & Order episodes and the local news. We'll take another crack at The Vietnam War later at eight, but I'm guessing I'll bail before it ends, maybe even before it starts.