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July 6, 2018


Friday. To bed by nine, lights out earlier than usual, but awakening at ten minutes to six right before the five minute KPFA News broadcast. OK, not bad, up to take the blood pressure: 92/68. Too low, but not feeling wobbly and so on to walk to breakfast after listening to most of Democracy Now! on the radio and the Scott Pruitt resignation, but focusing on his replacement, a low profile climate denier originally from the coal industry who's known for his skill in keeping a low profile and getting things done. A more skilled and nastier version of Pruitt, in other words. Not a happy early morning walk under a cloudy sky, me-oh-my.

The plain waffle with sliced bananas and strawberries, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast over the papers, finishing up just after eight-thirty to walk home taking the usual pictures, the last two of which warned one and all to watch out for bikes and scooters.


Still talking about these scooters, but a sign the attitude is better.

Overcast, nothing on the schedule, the blood pressure 102/69 when I got home, which is better. Yesterday's entry was both unfinished and filled with typos and I was going through another round of “why am I doing this?” while trying to salvage some part of it. Actually I go through that a lot, just more so after seeing what I've written.

Later. A bus to the Broadway ATM thinking I'd go on to the City Center for lunch and then thinking maybe take pictures at the nearby apartment house construction sites instead and then ending up catching the bus to the burger drive-in to pick up a grilled chicken sandwich. Tired. Still. At least I got the ATM trip done.

This is a first Friday of the month and there should be a First Friday street event later this evening at Telegraph near Broadway. Easy to get to is the thought. Then again I've been lying on the bed listening to the radio and playing at taking a nap. Obviously we still have work to do on this blood pressure problem although it's currently 110/67.

A camera came along with me in the backpack, but no pictures. Not surprised.

Evening. So much for a First Friday on Telegraph. No thought to go, maybe next month. Nothing I wanted to watch on television and this seems to have translated to the tablet, avoiding it as well, but after checking out a dozen or so offerings to see if one or another movie or series might make me bite.

The blood pressure was still low and so decided to skip taking the blood pressure med, take a look at it tomorrow. Not sure how long we'll be wrestling with this.

The San Francisco LGBT Pride Parade taken with a Nikon D5 mounted with a 70-200mm f 2.8 VR II Nikkor lens.