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August 31, 2013

Known Tomorrow
Saturday. To bed before ten to sleep what I seem to recall went reasonably well, up with the alarm and off to breakfast and having the single pork chop breakfast. I mention it in that I generally stick with their plain waffle with fruit and experiment with the pork chop only when the stomach tells me I might survive it and the fact I needed to lie down to clear my head after returning from breakfast before I was willing to finish editing yesterday's entry, the head too funky to continue.

I go on and on over whatever I've been eating, but they say and I'm guessing certain kinds of foods (MSG in the case of the pork chops) bring on the fuzzy head, both of which I had this morning, the one following the other. You understand. Not sure I understand, but it's still early.

That anti-Syria demonstration later downtown? Is there one still scheduled and is it scheduled for noon? Best to check the web before I set out.

Later. Found the answer on Twitter. Well, well. The noon bus downtown on a very nice sunny afternoon finding a very small group of people displaying various Leave Syria Alone signs at the corner of Broadway and 14th Street and so taking maybe a half dozen pictures. One small contingent of the small group packed up and left for the demonstration in San Francisco thinking they might do better over there, the others remaining.

I walked over to the City Center and had a cup of coffee and a muffin at a table in front of the bagel shop. As said, nice day, but best (I finally decided) not to sit right out there in the direct sun to avoid baking and so a walk back by the demonstrators to take one last picture and then on to catch a bus to the Grand Lake farmers market to take a picture in passing.

I must admit the head cleared once I'd gotten out the door. Blowing the nose after finishing the muffin and the coffee at the City Center seemed to subdue the sinuses, making them feel better. Maybe it was just those first passages of cool fresh air. Anyway, the sinuses alone makes getting out worthwhile.

A walk then (where else?) to the morning café for ice cream and a lemonade, this time sitting in the shade under one of the umbrellas, dawdling, in no great hurry.

A walk then back by the lake to see a number of people who'd congregated for something. Not really sure what something. Separate groups with similar themes? Lots of stuff going on in this city I have no knowledge of, but at least I can take pictures.

Home now to work on the photographs. Takes time, these photographs, running a dozen through LightRoom and Photoshop, something like two hours. Still, I notice where I bitch about the various television programs I subject myself to in the evenings, I don't say a word about hours manipulating pictures other than when I mention I screwed the pooch on one or another. One does screw the pooch in life on one and another.

So, whatever life we seem to have chosen here in the frozen north (of the lake), it seems to fit the constitution, half the family originally coming from Iceland.

Evening. Zip on television, although the channel for the first time advertised the various international crime series they're going to start running each night starting in September which means, I'm assuming, no more repeats. One hopes the new ones are worth watching.

You're old enough to know about summer seasons and that new series kick off in the fall.

You'd think I would.

Not much guitar today, but we're allowed one slow practice day out of seven and, well, come to think of it, the day is not yet over. We'll see how it has gone when all is known tomorrow.

The photo up top was taken at last year's Oakland Pride Festival with a Nikon D4 mounted with an 70-200mm f/2.8 VR II Nikkor lens.