Monday. Lights out by ten to awaken then at six and get ready to head out for breakfast on a much cooler morning, fall has clearly arrived. Still, not a bad walk, ordered the beef patty, scrambled eggs, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast and went through the papers in enough detail that I didn't set out for home until close to nine. So far, so good I'm guessing.

The computer went through more than a few hiccups this morning and I had to reboot it three times, it not picking up all of the external drives and software not loading properly. Seems OK now, finally, but it delayed posting yesterday's entry and spread the morning out longer than these tasks usually require. Something a little different, but let's hope the computer isn't infected/failing/falling apart. I've had this one for a while and I'm not looking forward to replacing it.

Nothing on the schedule. The car battery is almost three quarters charged, but I'm not looking to see it finished until later this evening or tomorrow morning. As I mentioned, recharging it takes a while.

Later. Looked at my kitchen calendar more closely, just now, and discovered the last two Sundays of the month share the same square, the 23rd and the 30th, and the Folsom Street Fair is being held next Sunday, not yesterday. Now I have to wring my hands and whinge a second time when the opportunity to photograph it comes up again next weekend. Hmm. But enough. I should be embarrassed. Would have been interesting, though, to have headed out for Folsom Street yesterday and to then learn, when I arrived, that I don't know how to read a calendar.

Maybe you do need a minder.

A bus downtown to the City Center thinking I'd check to see if I could get a flu shot at the Walgreen's at the corner of 14th and Broadway to discover they were out of the shot formulated for old guys age and so checked to see where I could find for lunch that had tables available during the noon hour. Gave up after walking around for ten minutes and so headed for Grand, taking a couple of pictures of the construction going on at 17th and Broadway. Building's getting taller.

A decent walk ending up at Grand where I caught the bus to the 7-11 look-alike and picked up a pint of strawberry ice cream for lunch. Couldn't talk myself into anything else and so ice cream it was.

Evening. Avoided both the Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries at seven and the Father Brown episode that followed at eight and went to bed to watch whatever on the tablet. A Monday like most Monday's in other words.