As I Am
Saturday. Another night of trouble in getting to sleep to awaken at six-fifteen (my new target) to get up, get ready and walk to breakfast on another cool overcast morning. Felt good. A dog had been barking continuously somewhere near my bedroom window last night and perhaps had something to do with keeping me awake, a question I debated as I struggled to go under. Just noise, not overly loud, but it kept my attention. Who knows, wide awake now since awakening, maybe just settle in and don't fret about it.
The plain waffle with sliced bananas and strawberries, fruit cup and coffee, hewing to my decision to play it safe for the Nihonmachi Street Fair later, and it so far seems to be working. My usual light-weight, but ever present dread of travelling with the cameras is nowhere in evidence, so we're looking forward to getting pictures.
The usual walk home from breakfast, taking but one photograph of what seems to be a little different idea in fitness clubs preparing to open not far from the morning restaurant. Looks much too healthy and ambitious for your's truly, but this is a new and different age and I suspect it will draw its share of customers.
Later. I prepared the web headings for the Nihonmachi Street Fair before setting out and realized I hadn't posted any pictures of the fair since 2012. I'd attended last year, but hadn't come close to getting enough pictures for a section and, for the years I had been able to post, each managed but one. OK, we may not come up with enough today, but we're still heading out the door with some enthusiasm.
Caught the bus to the 19th Street BART station where a train was pulling in as I arrived. Nice. Off at the Montgomery Street station to catch a bus to Japantown, feeling a little wobbly. No ocular stuff, but still: wobbly. Once I'd arrived things went well enough for a couple of hours of shooting, but wobbly shooting. Not over the top, not particularly tired, but wobbly and watching it pretty closely. The pictures weren't easy to find, but I did get enough for a section.
Luck again in immediately catching a bus to BART, a train to Oakland and a bus home, arriving at three. Checked the photographs to find I indeed had exactly enough for a section. More than a few were barely qualified, but then when has that not been the situation?
Evening. A series of Law & Order episodes I haven't seen before, although I listened to them more than watched them while processing photographs. Tired now that it's approaching eight and I'm thinking the photographs are as done for the day as I am.