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Here In Oakland

Art & Life


May 15, 2017


Tuesday. Lights out by ten to awaken then at six to get up and head out the door to walk to breakfast on another overcast, cool, but not overly cold day. Minimal eye watering on the way.

Had the French toast with sliced bananas and strawberries, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast. We'd held off after breakfast yesterday and so were happy enough with the weight on the scale this morning, but close still isn't on target. A pound. We'll deal with the pound. Today.

Read the papers and the description of the demonstrations in Gaza. Democracy Now devoted their entire program to it on the radio this morning. Noticed the price of regular had gone up by two cents a gallon and so crossed the street to take a picture, returned, shot the pandorea photograph and then walked on home. I'm not sure I'd trust myself in traffic on a bicycle now, always felt I wouldn't try anything like this, even when I was younger.

The Windows update that took so much time yesterday evidently doesn't jibe with my FTP program and so had to do a re-install (twice, the first one didn't take, just as yesterday's upgrade required) and so running behind this morning. Maybe do the laundry tomorrow?

Later. A brief walk over to the lake and back, the sinus-upper palate acting up and so what the hell, returned to take another pain pill and chill out. Slow, this afternoon, the sinus thing getting somewhat better.

There was a story in the local paper of a demonstration being held in front of the Oakland City Hall at four-thirty and it's four-thirty as I write, the camera packed in the backpack is ready to go, but not enough gas to light with a spark if there were a spark. So we'll hang it up for getting out until tomorrow and see if we can charge the plugs enough overnight to get us outside.

Evening. The sinus-upper palate has faded into the distance. Which is good. Can't say why, can't say it wouldn't have happened without having taken the meds, goes either way on its own accord. But nice to have it behave.

Nothing on television or the tablet and so caught up reading some of the magazines that have recently arrived. I seem to get a lot of magazines for someone who claims not to read anymore.

The San Francisco How Weird Street Festival taken with a Nikon D5 mounted with a 70-200mm f 2.8 VR II Nikkor lens.