Sunday. Lights out by ten. Or so. Awake at six-fifteen to get up, get the act together and drive to breakfast on an overcast, but not raining morning, the rain due much later, they're saying, this evening. So good. First customer to arrive, all three papers in tow, had the chicken-apple sausage with eggs over medium, country potatoes, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast. After yesterday's success I obviously decided (again) to throw caution to the wind.

Home by nine-thirty to wrestle with yesterday's entry, post the damned thing, and then go back to post more corrections. Done. Well, half done. All these entries are half done. Half baked.

More babble to start the day?

Things to do, no thought something may come up to actually get any of them done, but you never know. Best not to give up. Not before lunch, anyway. One might say.

Later. A walk to the lake to get myself out the door and hope a destination might come to mind on the way while taking a couple of pictures. Not many people by the lake, although the benches by the white column pergola were filled and the various restaurants and cafés farther along Grand were full of diners.

For whatever reason I ended heading on by the Grand Lake theater, passing by a line forming for the early afternoon matinées, but continuing on up the sidewalk to notice and then take a series of photographs through one of the store windows. OK, a bit of life in the step and so, remembering I haven't been to the book store in a while, ended up looking at their photography and art books. I already own too many photography and art books, although their stock looked as if it had completely turned over since the last time I was there and more than one or two appealed. Without success.

Thought maybe a grilled cheese sandwich at the morning café, but all their outside tables were taken and so on back to the apartment. Thought about going by the burger drive-in, but wasn't warmed by anything on their menu and figured I'd settle for fixing something in the kitchen. The usual off the wall thinking. At least it's consistent.

Evening. Watched the two Elementary reruns that started at five. I could coherently argue for or against them, whether or not this particular Holmes is really a positive or a negative addition to the canon. I do like Ms. Liu as Watson, though, how she's been handled.

My Internet connection has been flaky these last few days and this evening I totally lost connection, both at the computer and with the tablet. I've noticed the slowness on the tablet and was wondering if it was my Wi-Fi setup going bad, but tonight both were dead and so I'm suspecting it's at AT&T rather than here with the equipment. I hope it's at AT&T and not here with the equipment.