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Here In Oakland

Art & Life


December 1, 2017


Friday. Lights out by nine-thirty last night to awaken a couple of times, but then awaken this morning at six-thirty. Not a bad time I was thinking as I set out walking to breakfast, the day lighter and not reason to suggest returning home later in the mornings would be any kind of problem. The day is clear, but for a package delivery, a package that won't be delivered until much later.

Had the plain waffle with sliced bananas and strawberries (with a side order of toast) for breakfast. Hungry, but I've had enough fried foods for the while. One forty-eight point something on the scale for the third day in a row and so calories weren't an issue.

Again, clear skies, sunny, no rain in the forecast for another two weeks and so the usual couple of pictures on the walk home, nothing again on the schedule but for that package, nothing in it that can't as easily arrive tomorrow or Monday or whenever to keep me inside.

Later. Package arrived at eleven. FedEx. They often do arrive by noon than some of the others. A foolish purchase. A body camera, the thought being to wear one out on the street when I'm carrying one of the large cameras in hand. Better maybe to use the excuse it's another kind of camera and interested in seeing how this body camera thing works, see if it's something I'd like to continue using under some circumstances. Driving, for example.

You don't do a hell of a lot of driving.

I don't do a lot of anything lately. At least it wasn't expensive.

Later still. Well, the thing works as advertised, reading the manual and then wearing it as a test while walking down the stairs to the apartment house lobby to check the mail, running into one of the building tenants and talking for a minute. Recorded it all, voice as well, flipping it into an infra red black and white mode when I reentered a darkened hallway. No competition for a hand held smart phone, but it works well enough and you can easily identify anyone coming within range, camera thieves included.


More a boy toy than anything.

Evening. Ended up heading for bed and the tablet, but for some reason staying with and finishing a series until midnight before turning out the lights.



The photo up top was taken of windows broken by protesters on Broadway a year ago in November with a Nikon D500 mounted with a 24-120mm f 4.0 VR Nikkor lens.