Side Of The Ledger
Tuesday. To bed last night at a decent hour, before ten, read Matt Taibbi's synopsis of the bank bailout in Rolling Stone before turning out the light, not sure why I didn't lie wide awake staring at the ceiling after reading that, but off to sleep to wake up a minute before the alarm was set to wake me up. So good, the day looks good, the sun will be up soon over the horizon, off to breakfast and back with the head reasonably clear, the attitude good and getting better. (More hups! Can't hurt, might work, on a Tuesday morning.)
Later. Sun, yes, but not enough to be heading out at ten to take a bus downtown and then walking over into the City Center. Too cold to be sitting outside at a table in the City Center with its sun blocking buildings, so a cup of coffee and a cranberry muffin inside the Fountain Café. What to do? Where to walk? Don't want any more coffee. So a bus back from the downtown to my home stop, but deciding to walk on along the lake toward the Grand Lake theater.
I wasn't hungry, but I ended up going to the morning restaurant (the sun seemed bright enough to sit outside at a table) taking a picture or two along the way. We've been floating along in our own hermetic little bubble throughout all this walking, for good or for ill, but at least we're outside and taking the occasional picture. (Hup!)
Anyway, as said, one or two pictures, a (small) cup of coffee out on the patio (alone, no one else crazy enough to be out there with me, although the sun was nice) before heading home. Just like that, the morning done, the afternoon ahead. Guitar and the afternoon ahead. We're still of a mind to master those chord changes. (Hup!)
Later still. Some work on the Dykes on Bikes images both before and after walking down to the local 7-11 look-alike for an ice cream cone. We certainly can't go more than three days without an ice cream cone, not here in America. I hadn't installed the film scanner software yet on the new Dell, so I tracked it down and ran through the process. Where had I kept the access code? There's a new updated version. Do I want to spend the money they want to upgrade the scanner software? When's the next time I'll ever scan another negative? Time can pass quickly while asking such questions.
Evening. More work on the early Dykes images, we're making progress, but it takes time to clean each of them up. What had I been thinking? My Photoshop chops have improved since these images were first scanned and OK, best to redo them, but I'm also wondering if my tastes have also changed. Which ones do I really like? And why. What does it say about my personal photographic direction?
Another Maigret at six, one I haven't seen before. Nothing special, but, however funky, they do seem to amuse. I practiced along on the guitar while watching, not enough, so we'll continue through the evening. A pretty good day, I'd say, the head OK, the energy good. Another check mark to add to the plus side of the ledger.
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