However it ended, yesterday was a good day all the way through and we awoke before the alarm, got up and out without too much effort to have breakfast on an overcast, but now looks to be sunny, morning. Thus it goes in ways of its own making. A nap now, of course, we do require sleep. And there's a third season of Spiral to watch, maybe start on it this afternoon.

Later. A nap. A good long nap, awakening at noon to get up, check the web and just generally let the head come back together before heading out. A nice day out there, the head clear, although the sinuses were (of course) aching. What you'd expect when you stay up until after midnight.

A walk to the usual place for a grilled cheese sandwich, half order of potato salad and lemonade. I do like their lemonade, although I have a bad habit of chomping on the ice. I was sitting behind a rather large totally bald woman with an elaborate multi-color coiled snake tattoo that covered here entire head. I didn't take a picture. I would have taken a picture, but I wasn't seeing an image (an umbrella in the way) that made sense.

And you were chicken.

For the right composition I would have done it and taken the frown from the person sitting opposite her if I were found out. We'll put up with a certain amount of photographer sleaze for a decent shot.

You've lost your argument just in bringing it up.

Later still. Well into the third season of Spiral. Like The Wire in some ways, but clearly makes its own statement. Odd how little you like and then you like and then you dislike again the same characters. Clearly something different.

And eating up a lot of time.

And eating up a lot of time.

Evening. More Spiral stopping to watch the Charlie Rose interview with the President for its first fifteen minutes and then turning it down to listen to in the background. The world is more like the Spiral than I want to realize. Our little narrow view of reality is just that: narrow and even then not fully comprehended.