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May 16, 2020


Saturday. Lights out after ten to awaken at five, take a leak, go back into at least a semi-sleep until six to listen to the radio until seven twenty-five before getting up and getting ready to walk to breakfast on another bright sunny morning, the weather people saying it will reach seventy degrees today. Arrived to enter the closed off dining area to turn on the lights and settle in with the papers. Not tired, the mood reasonably good.

The plain waffle with sliced bananas and strawberries, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast, still three pounds over the target weight on the scale this morning, finishing not all that long after nine to then walk back home, focusing on taking pictures (well, more like snapshots) of the various flowers as I found them on the way to include the California state flower and whatever else came along.

The car with the street cone sticking out of its passenger window was still sitting there seemingly undisturbed, a single Gruv scooter was sitting by the lake and a food truck was parked farther on, although I did read the police were going to be out this weekend scaring them off so as not to encourage large (too close together) crowds. The selfie and then to work on yesterday's entry to catch all the typos if not its coherence, finishing up by eleven-thirty, the afternoon ahead.

The “tiredness” I experienced walking home yesterday didn't show up today, so who knows where it comes from? A twinge or two in the back this morning, but that was about it. They're saying rain after midnight tonight, so we'll drive tomorrow, but otherwise walking really does need to become the norm again.

Later. I thought of walking over to the lake and ended up setting out, heading halfway down the hill to a place where I could see how many people were actually at the lake and decided it was too crowded and so walked back to the apartment house and then farther on to check out and take pictures of the construction site just up the way to at least say I'd gotten something done. Not sure I can see all that much progress since taking them last weekend.

Evening. Watched the first hour of Bugsy, the PBS Saturday Night Movie that started at eight. I'd seen it when it was released in 1991, but didn't remember much about it other than it involved the gangster Benjamin “Bugsy” Siegel's development of the Los Vegas strip. What I hadn't remembered was the weird over the top craziness of the Bugsy Siegel character, well done over the top craziness of the “Bugsy” aspect of the character as it was portrayed. Interesting enough, but enough. I was tired and so crapped out at nine and headed for bed.

The photo up top was taken at the 2015 San Francisco How Weird Street Faire with a Nikon D4s mounted with a 70-200mm f 2.8 VR II Nikkor lens.