Friday. Lights out again before ten to awaken at a quarter to six to get up in the usual routine and set out for breakfast without the East Bay Times. Of course, once you've read the Chronicle and the Times, there isn't a lot left to read in the East Bay Times that hasn't already been covered. I sometimes wonder if I'd even subscribe if it weren't for the fact it runs a few comic strips that Chronicle doesn't. Well, it does cover local stuff well that you won't see in the Chronicle. So I'd still subscribe. Be nice if it arrived just a little earlier though.

Overcast and a chilly, but no watery eyes walking to breakfast. The single pork chop, country potatoes, eggs over medium, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast. I didn't even think of the possibility the pork chop would come back to haunt with an ocular migraine later, but thought of it when I realized I was feeling somewhat funky when I got back home. Nothing ocular yet and maybe not at all, but we still do get spacey and forget once important things we shouldn't at times.

The usual pictures on the way back home before coming up upon a stalled car under the 580 overpass. There's no school today and we have a three day weekend starting tomorrow and so the traffic has been noticeably lighter, maybe a better time than many to have a car failure under a highway overpass if such is to be your fate. I guess.

Could have been you.

Mine won't die on the road. It might not start, but it wouldn't quit running in the middle of traffic. Knock on wood, zip my lip and stop this right now.

Later. OK, none of the ocular business came to pass, just tired, and so a nap or, more accurately, a lie down on the bed to listen to KPFA and a talk Chris Hedges gave in Berkeley recently. One can become upset when one listens to or reads Chris Hedges on the state of the union.

Anyway, up, clearer headed via Chris Hedges and so out the door to the lake to look for cormorants. Bright light, but overcast, spotting a cormorant near the pergola fountain and so positioned myself and waited for him to come up for air. Which he did, three or four times before taking off. Not a long outing, but at least snagged a couple of pictures before heading back to the apartment.

Evening. I received containers of McDougall's Vegan Ramen from Amazon today instead of the Black Bean & Lime soup I'd ordered and so dialed into their chat line to straighten it out. They ended up saying keep the Ramen and they'd credit the cost they'd billed on the soup that hadn't arrived. No return required. Now what to you do with what I've discovered is less than tasty Ramen now sitting in the kitchen?