Monday. Lights out by nine-thirty, awakening at five-thirty. Too early, but up and out the door to walk to breakfast on what they're saying will be a warm and sunny day. Passed by the same mound of trash near the corner opposite the Grand Lake theater, noted the window display farther on down the way, arrived to find the restaurant open, the waitress having just arrived. Good. Settled in with the papers.

The chicken-apple sausage, eggs over medium, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast for no good reason to finish up by eight-thirty and walk home, the sun up, taking the usual pictures and then another selfie when I arrived home.

That seems a little terse.

Tired and terse. Time to lie down and take a nap.

Later. And indeed an hour's nap. Tired, less so now. Out the door briefly to take another picture at the construction site up the street. No work people in the picture, but I could hear hammers pounding and glimpsed people in the structure as they passed through doors, so stuff was happening. No real difference since the last picture, although there's some lumber on the grass that wasn't there before. Something's up.

Nice warm sunny day well up into the 70's, no need for a coat. Maybe out later, but probably not.

Evening. Watched the Danish Those Who Kill – Episode 3 at six, not really remembering the first two episodes that had run last Monday, but remembering the bad guy who'd done it last week was nastier than many of his kind. This was a continuation, another case that comes up for the woman detective and her, um, psychic partner, but this time the bad guy was beyond just nasty, at least for me, and I bailed at the beginning of the fourth episode that followed.

You chickened out.

There's a fair number of American detective series that wallow in the weird sexual/psychotic/serial killer end of the spectrum that I won't watch. But why so many? A sign of the times? Something about our current reality that drives people to enjoy these things? Serial killers? Pedophiles and the like? Turned it off and went to bed, charge the batteries for tomorrow.