Friday. To sleep soon enough to awaken in time to listen to the five minute KPFA news before Democracy Now! started at six, getting my act together and setting out to walk to breakfast under low lying clouds, arriving in good time to sit out at my table on the patio and start on the papers.
The two strips of bacon, scrambled eggs, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee, the weight looking better on the scale this morning, finishing up not all that long after nine to walk home taking pictures, the people I was passing wearing masks with but few exceptions, the news stories dominated by the increasing number of California COVID-19 deaths and infections. I'm afraid this business is going to be with us for at least another year whether we get a vaccine as soon as this December or not. Or not isn't something I want to think about.
Home to take the selfie and settle in at the computer to finish yesterday's entry and start here. Nothing else to be said, really. Well, there are things that could be said if I were clear headed enough to say them, but I'm lazy, the day is nice and I'm tired sitting here at the computer.
Later. Spent the afternoon on the tablet, watching the news and futzing around with Facebook and various news sites.
Evening. Watched Inspector Morse at eight, this one a little different in that the characters surrounding Morse gave him decent push back when he got overly grumpy and, in this episode, ending up pursuing the wrong perpetrator to everyone's distress. I don't mind watching programs where the main character acts out of line as long as he or she gets some pushback.
What does that say about you?
My buttons are too easily pushed?