Tuesday. Lights out at the usual time, but awakening at six-forty after what was (I guess) a needed somewhat longer night's rest. Which is good, as I was clear headed and seemingly motivated to set out for breakfast on what was going to be (from the look of the sky) a sooner than later sunny day.

I did finish watching that movie I was talking about yesterday, In The Valley of Elah released in 2007, with Tommy Lee Jones, Charlize Theron and Susan Sarandon. I must admit I was moved, an anti-war movie, but done in a way that reeled me right in. I would normally avoid a recent era war movie, anti or otherwise including Vietnam, but this one took a different approach and was really well done. A bit of a surprise. Still had no idea how it ended until it ended, but I don't recall if it had quiet the same reaction on my part the first time I saw it. Hmm.

Anyway, one-fifty again in the scale this morning, still had a larger than usual breakfast, the walk good, a picture through the open gate at Grand Fare Market just because the gate was open when I passed. I have no idea if they'll make it will work this time around, whether people are now being drawn in to shop or not. I'm not. I haven't been yet, but I'm probably not a member of their target market.

Stuff to do today. I'll be curious to see if any of it gets done.

Later. Laid down on the bed for an hour. Tired, but not tired enough to sleep and so up finally to walk to the pharmacy on Lakeshore to pick up a prescription refill after an automated call said it was ready. At least I can say the walking for the day is done. Cross that off the list.

Similarly with the Latham Square photographs. I'd forgotten how little progress, visible progress, they'd made in July and so bringing it up to date is a matter of two more sections, two more sections after I get another set of photographs, say tomorrow. Do one section today, the final section tomorrow? I can do that. Might.

Warm, by the way, eighty degrees in Oakland. A good reason to stop at the ice cream parlor on the way home from the prescription refill for two scoops of ice cream in a waffle dish. When's the last time I've had an ocular incident? Not since the drive to Portland. Knock on wood.

Later still. Another lie down on the bed to watch movies of limited interest for the rest of the afternoon. I did go through the Latham Square pictures to discover I hadn't processed and created jpegs of a number of the July photographs, so we will have enough for two full sections if I finish processing the ones I missed. But not today. It's late and we're tired.

Evening. Watched Democracy Now, having gotten up later than usual this morning missing the first half of the program. More reporting on recent mix-ups made by Mr. Trump. Hmm. To sleep early? Give it a try? After checking out Charlie Rose at eight? There's certainly nothing on I want to watch at nine.