Somewhat more, one hopes. We've long ago given up on accurate punctuation, but something not too damned dismal for a Monday?

Thus and so, here we go, into the last week of August. I did sign up for two of the photography classes listed in the Berkeley extension catalog: The beginner's course (show up with a manual control camera and a roll of ISO 400 black and white film on the first day of class), ten weeks, this course, the first of a set of three; the second, street photography-portraiture, a course for the somewhat more advanced (bring your portfolio on the first day and expect criticism) that requires you've completed a number of classes beyond beginner. I've been expecting an email suggesting I might not totally understand the concept (old bucko), but so far nada. Those of us who've read Hemingway throw around nada now and then to let our readers know we consider ourselves semi-literate.

Protect us, Lord, from the semi-literate.

“Protect and defend”, that's what we Sole Proprietors are about. That, free trade and lower taxes.

I take it you're tired.

A long day, the jaw and head aching, but otherwise OK. Life in the fast lane, here in August, sitting in Oakland.