Breaking News Oakland
Wednesday. I decided to skip the nine o'clock Maigret last night and went to bed. The last thing I remember was turning on and listening to the six minute public radio news cast at ten before sleeping on after the alarm and getting up well after seven, so I guess I had a reasonably good night's sleep. Probably for the best I hadn't stayed up any later as who knows how this morning might otherwise have started? Certainly not I.
The Shadow knows.
The Shadow ain't talkin’.
Later. I talked myself into a walk to the usual place for an ice cream and coffee lunch, the sky overcast, the temperature reasonably good (out there alone at one of their patio sidewalk tables). A bus then back to the apartment to clean up the HereInOakland Running Festival photos (standardizing the labels and copyright notice).
I've been thinking the pictures, given the now better download speeds, should be larger, but that's just a first thought on a project for the future. Listening (rather than watching, as I can't see the display from the computer) to various television news programs playing in the background, some thought to pick up the guitar earlier than usual. We have a lesson coming.
Evening. A good guitar session so far. Learning new chord changes seem to come more quickly and easily, maybe with time progress does come faster and it's only now that I've begun to notice.
As in you haven't been doing enough?
Yeah, that's one way to put it. If I did more, I'd see more and understand sooner.
Otherwise I skipped the Don Matteo at six (yes, they run the damned thing twice a week) and watched the weird Korean spy thriller that's started playing on Wednesdays and Thursdays at six-thirty (about 90% young dude shoot 'em up and 10%, well, young dude shoot 'em up, but weird Korean rather than the more familiar American iterations), all the while plinking along on the guitar.
Put all of it together and the day, although uneventful, has been pretty good: no dry mouth, no ocular intrusions and no complaints. We'll see. We stumble on one step/chord/photograph/gripe at a time, here in the middle of breaking news Oakland.
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