Monday. Lights out early to get an uneven night's sleep, effectively awakening at five, but not turning the lights on and getting up until six. Feel pretty good, walked to breakfast just fine, but some aches and creaks still lingering after Saturday's parade outing and Sunday's hill climbing. So good. No gain without pain. That's what people say, anyway. Might even be true in a different world.

Than your imaginary existence?

Might.

Later. Some thought to catch the bus to Jack London Square and photograph the two tall ships that arrived recently and so set out for the stop across from the 7-11 look-alike where the Jack London bus arrives, missing it by a minute. It arrived just far enough ahead of me that running wouldn't have worked or, if it had worked, I'd have broken my “no running to catch a bus” promise. Any similar rationalization would have sufficed.

OK, turn around and walk over by the lake and then on to the café by the fitness center to have a bagel with cream cheese and coffee. Why I can't say, but that was the way it worked out. There are very few cafés I seem to be willing to visit anymore and this, for some unknown reason, is one.

Perhaps because habit rules. Routine gets set in cement. Writing here every day, for example. There are one or two blogs I follow where their writers post at most weekly, more often monthly, and they spend the time it takes to make them interesting. At least the writing is clever, flowing and going where mine does not.

As in boring and much too often talked about by you here?

I'm not sure I'm doing this for reasons other than I've been doing it for a long time. I do enjoy “producing” them. I was going to say “writing” them, but we're in a certain kind of mood at the moment. Routine. I'm in a similar routine with the photographs, but I do like the candid portraits and the personal feedback they give me is more than positive, although I've cut back in other aspects. When's the last time I've taken a sit down portrait here? Been a while. Not sure why.

Evening. I did remember (about an hour after the fact) that the last time I had a pint of ice cream at one sitting that I'd complained it brought on ocular symptoms some hours later. It's now some hours later and the head is clear. So much for all the “it's caused by eating this or that”. Felt like a pint of ice cream and so that was that.

Some foods do seem to bring them on.

True. Just wondering why, as I was heading over to the 7-11 look-alike, it hadn't occurred. I'm reminded by many things only well after the fact when they arrive. Ocular migraines and ice cream, for example. Totally left my mind.

Nothing on television and the tablet has stopped connecting with Netflix lately, displaying a rotating pinwheel for a long minute as it's downloading a movie and then says it can't download the movie, try again later. Amazon movies, however, come right up. I suspect the tablet gods are in of some sort of snit. We'll figure it out, but later.

Well, later. Googled the Netflix download issue and it said turn the tablet off by holding the button down for ten seconds and then wait before turning it back on. Shut the tablet down by holding the button down and it indeed went though a shut down process, took it a while, taking its time as it displayed the Apple logo to restart.

Netflix took twice the usual time to come up, but now it works just fine. Learned something new this evening. Not enough to know the ins and outs of exactly what happened, but enough to try it again when the tablet gods pack their bags and go south.