Wednesday. Lights out not long after nine to sleep straight through until ten to six. We seem to be fairly consistent with this awakening just before six routine, one I'm happy with as long as it means lights out around nine. OK, slow to get up, but plenty of time to shave and such to get ready to walk out the door after six-thirty, the air fairly cold and the eyes watering, dabbing them with the two or three paper napkins I carry for this. Still, a decent walk, the mood good.

Had the chicken-apple sausage, eggs over medium, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast because I haven't had it in a while, breakfasts by far the biggest meal of my day. Nothing new going on in the papers. Which is good, given the things that get reported these days. That story about a bill in the works to “loosen up” the criteria for using nuclear weapons in a first strike was sobering. I wonder if those people have read or even heard of Daniel Ellsberg's new book, heard the term “Nuclear Winter”?

The walk back with the small V 1 camera, still afraid of packing a larger DSLR. It doesn't reliably take pictures that are as good as the ones you can get with your eyes closed with a DSLR. I don't take pictures with my eyes closed, but then I'm obviously not willing to spend the time and effort to coax more out of the V 1 and so I discuss this with self when I get home and process the pictures.

That's no excuse.

We're just saying what is.

Later. A bus to the ATM on Broadway and then a walk by the apartment house construction site on Webster, walking around the project to where it ends across the street from the under construction apartment house that burned last summer. The sinus-upper palate was acting up, but I was otherwise reasonably coherent. So I'd say, at least for these current days, feeling good.

No bus due for another ten minutes and so a walk back home, taking pictures at the entrance to Children's Fairyland and stopping to pick up a packet of chipotle peanuts at the 7-11 look-alike to take home for lunch.

The apartment house construction sites were surrounded by canvas covered fence and so the pictures required hoisting the camera over the head, taking them using what I could make out on the back camera screen to frame the images. In the bright sun the composition required luck and I didn't really know what I'd gotten until I'd gotten home and downloaded the pictures. Still, they were good enough and good enough is good enough.

Later still. OK, processed the pictures, but haven't started on moving the MLK Resist section to artandlife. It can wait.

Evening. Surprised myself by converting and moving the HereInOakland MLK Resist section to artandlife and futzing with a photograph from the old Rip Off Press set that's going to be used in an art exhibit book and catalog, discovering how much better those photographs would be if I rescanned and reprocessed them in Lightroom and Photoshop. Which would take days. We'll think about it, but later. Is it because the scanning software has been upgraded and produces better black and white scans. Does it matter?

Watched Midsomer Murders and then New Tricks while working on the photographs. I'd seen both of them, but long enough ago I didn't remember the story lines, just one or two flashes I'd seen them at all.