Wednesday. Crashed after eight last night to awaken at a quarter to six, well within what have become the usual parameters and so figured I'd gotten a good night's rest. A bit wobbly getting ready to set out, but a good walk to breakfast to find the restaurant open and well underway, the day overcast and cool. A decent start.

The Eggs Benedict, country potatoes, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast, coming in half a pound over the target on the scale this morning. Finished the papers early again, setting out for home before eight-thirty, taking the usual flower pictures and a shot of the scooters by the lake along with the selfie in the lobby, thinking I really need to get to the bathroom before disaster strikes. Made it to the bathroom before disaster struck by I'd guess some five or ten seconds.

Do people need to know that?

Do people need to know any of this stuff?

Later. Tired and so lied down until after noon before saying the hell with it, grabbing the small V3 camera and catching a bus to Valdez to take pictures at the apartment house construction sites and around on Webster and 23rd. On then to the lab by the site at 27th and Broadway for the Protime blood thinner test that I needed to get done today or tomorrow.

Twenty minutes waiting for my turn in the lab, the blood drawn in five, over to the café for a yogurt cup and coffee and then back to Broadway. Tired now and so caught a bus to the Broadway ATM, returned to the bus stop at Grand and Webster and went all the way home when it arrived. A picture of the construction they're doing above the sidewalk where they'd torn out the ivy, since I'd taken the small V3 camera with a wide enough angle lens this time to get most of what they've been up to into the photograph.

The “tiredness” of this morning seems to have gone, mostly gone, as it often does in the afternoons. I checked the blood pressure this morning and it was good, not far under 120 over 80, so it's not that.

You've gone over and over and over this before.

It does keep my attention. Anyway, processed the afternoon pictures while waiting for the second Democrat debate at five.

Evening. Watched the debate with enough interest to follow it all the way through. Hasn't changed my own choice for candidate, although both debates have reinforced my displeasure with many of the others.

Watched the Dutch Baantjer Mysteries – The Murder Of The Salvationist episode at eight. Like this one. Has all the usual elements of many of the detective series, but handles them better. To bed before nine and lights out soon after. This is the first day on which I haven't watched something on the tablet. Can't remember when I've done that in the past.

You want a pat on the head for that?

A pat on the head or a sculptured head carved into a mountain side.