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June 3, 2021


Thursday. An uneven night's sleep. They say as you get old(er) the percentage of time you fall into a deep sleep gets shorter, dropping to as little as five percent, the rest of the time in various degrees of wakefulness. Or something like that. Anyway, awoke at five-thirty and blinked to find it was a quarter after six thinking I was feeling pretty good after a night of half groggily wondering (dreaming?) why I was watching the clock tick along through the hours.

Anyway, off to drive to the ATM and then on to breakfast, arriving as they were setting up the patio and so settled in at my table inside and starting on the papers.

The single pork chop, scrambled eggs, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee, the weight on the scale this morning OK, but throwing caution to the wind or, at least, what now qualifies as throwing caution to the wind these days.

Finished up just after nine to walk to the car, note the four cent rise in the price of regular at the pump and drive straight home to take the selfie in the lobby before settling in here to look at yesterday's entry, remembering I'd stopped writing after finishing the morning section yesterday and so filled in as best as I could remember before posting and starting here. Not many pictures when I drive so the morning goes quickly.

Later. Finished watching The Interpreter, a 2004 Nicole Kidman/Sean Penn movie (not bad) and then finished the second season of The Gift, a series I mentioned I'd seen the first season of some time back. I didn't really remember any of it even after I'd gotten well into the second season, blaming it on my memory and the weird plot, one of these “two versions of the same world connected by an underground tunnel” things with identical characters from each world mixing together in weird ways by traveling back and forth between them. The fact it was a subtitled Turkish movie didn't make it any easier to follow, but I watched the season all the way through and still can't quite describe what the characters were up to, so we'll forgive our memory on this one.

But you watched it all the way through without a clue.

And there's a third season being released later this month.

Evening. Watched Vera at eight. I'd seen the episode before, maybe more than once, and vaguely remembered who'd done it about halfway through, but finished it anyway before heading to bed. Tired, at least, shouldn't have all that much trouble getting a good night's sleep.

The photo up top was taken at the 2013 San Francisco Carnaval Parade with a Nikon D4 mounted with a 70-200mm f 2.8 VR II Nikkor lens.