Saturday. Lights out by ten, awakening at ten to six again to get up and walk to breakfast, the sun coming up over the hills and the cherry trees bright along the lake in the light.

The avocado and cheese omelet, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast throwing caution to the wind (I was hungry), reading the papers and finishing up at quarter to nine, walking home taking the usual pictures, adding a couple more farther along on the sidewalk. The mood OK, the sinus-upper palate letting me know it was there, but not to the point of being too annoying. They're saying it will be as warm today as it was yesterday.

There's a Taiwanese American Cultural Festival at noon in Union Square in San Francisco and a March For Health at one here in Oakland at Frank Ogawa Plaza and I'm thinking I'll go with the March For Health and skip any thought of heading to San Francisco.

Because you're chickening out.

Later. A bus to Frank Ogawa Plaza, arriving at twenty before one, to find a crowd forming and so took the camera out of the backpack and started walking about shooting pictures. Spent over an hour shooting, not overly tired by the time I was finished, a good outing, although I'm not sure the pictures turned out all that well. A bus to the burger drive-in well after two to pick up a grilled chicken sandwich and then walked home to process the pictures. It turned out there are enough for a web section.

Evening. Checked out the PBS Saturday night movie at eight, Bringing Up Baby with Cary Grant and Katherine Hepburn. I'm pretty sure I've seen it before, but again, perhaps a function of age, I found it too over the top to be of interest. I suspect I watched it with pleasure when I was much younger, but social sensibilities have changed and left any interest I might have retained. I hope Arsenic And Old Lace hasn't lost its luster. It was over the top in a more interesting way.

You should really better think this through before you get into all this babbling.