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November 15, 2018

Babbling

Thursday. I seem to recall lights out by ten last night to awaken then at six-fourteen after a decent night's sleep. Checked the particulate count on the tablet: 193. OK, we're driving, get up and set out at six-fifty to arrive at seven, the restaurant open. Good. Buy a parking meter ticket for eight thirty-seven and enter the restaurant.

The single pork chop, scrambled eggs, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast, the weight still holding a few tenths of a pound under the target on the scale this morning. Managed the reading time to finish within that eight thirty-seven limit. Next time we feed it for nine. Complicated, driving to breakfast.

Back to the car, taking the usual pandorea and sidewalk pictures, the air such that they required dehazing in Lightroom. The particulate count now 191, the number displaying in a nasty looking color. Forest fires are not good for the lungs from the feel of it, the restaurant owner relaying she suffers from asthma and the air had put her down these last three days.

Are we overly obsessing on this smoke in the lungs business?

Maybe, but there's been a raw feeling in the lungs. Could be just me reacting to the news rather than the smoke, but why worry? Just stay inside and it will pass after we've left tomorrow.

Pack the cameras today, take care of packing the clothes tomorrow and then we're on our way. Then again, maybe just continue with our habit of leaving it until the very last minute and freak out tomorrow.

Later. Particulate count 241 here at four this afternoon. Believe me, no thought to go outside, just sitting here doing the tablet/television routine and making a list of the things I want to take with me tomorrow, even though doing this has taken me hours to get started. My epitaph will be Procrastination, I guess, spelled out in big red letters.

Evening. Watched some of the first half of the Seahawks/Packers game on television before heading for the bedroom to literally catch the last minute of play on the tablet, the Seahawks winning. I seem to be watching more games these days, more for there not being anything else on television.

Are you complaining?

I'm babbling.

The 2014 Fruitvale Dia de los Muertos Festival taken with a Nikon D4s mounted with a 70-200mm f 2.8 VR II Nikkor lens.


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