Tuesday. Lights out by ten to awaken at six and get ready to set out for breakfast on another overcast morning, arriving again just as the first waitress arrived to open the restaurant. OK. No smell of smoke setting out, the day starting much as recent days have started, no reason to think it might not be a good day ahead.

The two strips of bacon, scrambled eggs, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast, taking more time than usual over the papers and setting out then for home at close to nine. I'd noted both Lime and Bird scooters placed in new locations while walking in, probably should have taken a couple of pictures then, but took one or two on the way home including one where they've been left in front of the Grand Lake theater for the first time. Flowers still blooming, people still riding scooters, one left by someone beside the lake.

Home to find too many typos in yesterday's entry (why don't I catch the obvious ones, at least?), remembering the mind had been fogged-in by ten. I say it usually clears around noon, but at least while I was writing yesterday's entry, when I said I was clear, I wasn't. Clear. Ah, well.

Need to go by an ATM today, but one of the computer drives is acting up for some reason and things are taking longer than usual to get done as the late morning fuzziness is starting to close in.

Later. Hmm. A burst of energy and so a bus to the Broadway ATM and then, thinking if I missed the next bus home I wouldn't at all mind walking home, took pictures of the 2330 Webster Street apartment house construction site on Webster and then of 2303 Valdez and the back of side 2330 Webster fronting on Valdez before heading to the bus stop in time to catch it home. Just like that!

Checked out the noon news (those fires up north are still burning), took a quick run by the construction site just up my street (couldn't really see any change) and back to watch/listen to the three o'clock PBS News Hour because I always do. Maybe listen to it in the bath? It has been a good afternoon!

Evening. Nothing on television and so to bed to lie down early following the Ohio election on the radio, the Republican pulling out in front at the last minute by under a thousand votes. Quiet, but for the sound of a crowd nearby my window? A crowd? Checked to see and realized the annual Neighborhood Night Out gathering was happening right below my living room window. Knew it was coming, but hadn't followed it closely enough to know it was happening now.

These ‘get to know your neighbor’ gatherings have been going on for years and I have yet to attend one. Haven't thought about it all that much, but certainly a sign of my living like a hermit, something they write about, stressing it's not the most healthy thing one can do in this life. And I'm sure they're right, but I haven't thought or done anything about it. Probably not good, but when has ‘not good’ ever stopped anyone, sitting up here in my apartment this Neighborhood Night.