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Here In Oakland

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November 26, 2019


Tuesday. Last night was similar to the night before, except I awoke at five-thirty rather than five forty-five. Six of one, half a dozen of another? Anyway, up to walk to breakfast under a partially overcast sky, cold, but not overly so, to arrive before seven and find the restaurant open, although they hadn't had time to turn on the dining area lights and so turned them on and settled in with the papers. Yes, they were quite aware there'd been a robbery across the street yesterday morning, had heard the gun shots, but hadn't really understood what had happened until the police arrived.

The two strips of bacon, eggs over medium, pancakes, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast. Like their pancakes. Finished up before nine to walk home, taking a picture of these, whatever they are, having passed them on the way in and wondering then if they'd still be there when I returned. A picture of a scooter rider at the 580 Overpass light, of two remaining Lime scooters by the lake and then home to take a selfie and pick up yesterday's mail in the lobby, the mail having arrived late.

Later. The new phone was delivered this morning a day sooner than I'd expected, a phone I thought I needed after my current iPhone 4 stopped connecting to the cell phone network and, in talking with my provider, I thought needed a new phone. Something that would receive the 4G networks as well as the 3G I'd been receiving. Turned out it was the network and not my phone and so I'm sitting here with this new one. It's bigger, for one, I suspect you could use it to paddle a canoe.

Where is this going?

A lesson in don't buy a phone over the Internet if you haven't actually seen or held one. It's twice the size of my old phone and it came loaded with every god-damned thing Apple makes including Siri, finger print authentication, Apple Pay and a long list of others that aren't on my dying to have list. It will take some time for me to feel comfortable with this thing.

Evening. Ran the living room heater for the first time this afternoon. Cold. The rain started in the mid-afternoon and they say we'll get a real storm later this evening, stopping by morning. Nothing I wanted to watch on television and so to bed again just after eight, lights out and radio off by nine-thirty, we'll see if that leads to awakening well before six as it usually does in the mornings.

The photograph was taken at the Portland Zoo in November 2018 with a Nikon D4s mounted with a 24 - 120mm f 4.0 Nikkor VR lens.