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June 4, 2019

Day

Tuesday. Awoke at five-thirty. What the hell, turned on the radio and took my time before getting up and getting ready to head out the door to breakfast, the sky clear for a change, the sun quite bright. Brought sun glasses for the first time. Arrived to find the restaurant newly opened, but the lights on in the dining area and the woman who often arrives before I do during the week sitting at her table and reading her paper.

Her table?

Well, the two of us have our own tables, so to speak, in the sense we always sit at them.

The plain waffle with sliced bananas and strawberries, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast, finishing up by eight-thirty, the sun even brighter and so out the door to photograph the man working on the roof across the street and note the three bicycles I'd passed while walking in, the first locked to a stand, the second unlocked and leaning against a stand (the rider in the barber shop opposite?), the third in front of the fitness club, stripped to its frame. Don't park your bike overnight along this way was the thought. And don't leave it unlocked, even for a moment.

Another could have been better picture of a flower (have no idea what it is) and a shot of the Grand Lake theater marquee, this showing up since yesterday. Or the day before? I admit I could have missed it. On by the lake to the apartment, another selfie in the lobby, to then sit down and finish and post yesterday's skimpy entry. Probably the skimpier the better says a little voice over in the corner.

Later. Up into the seventies and so probably shouldn't have worn a light jacket, but out the door and on the bus downtown to have a chicken Caesar salad and coffee out at a table in front of the bagel shop in the City Center under a bright sun. It was after one, but lots of people still sitting and walking about.

A walk then up Broadway, taking two pictures, one of the construction site at 17th and another of the now pretty much gutted building at 19th, before running into a bus at the 20th Street stop. So much for getting in a decent walk. A walk, yes, but hardly enough.

Home now sitting in front of the fan at the computer in a t-shirt, the temperature now seventy-eight degrees. Nice, but much less so if you're outside wearing a long sleeve shirt and jacket.

You are wearing pants and such with the t-shirt, right?

Now, now. We don't want to frighten the neighbors.

Evening. Another nothing on television and find out what's possible to watch on the tablet for the rest of the day, lights out and radio off by nine-thirty again after a decent day.

The photo up top was taken one year ago at the 2018 Oakland Sex Workers Protest with a Nikon D5 mounted with a 70-200mm f 2.8 VR II Nikkor lens.


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