Thursday. An uneven night's sleep, I'm afraid, spending much too much time half awake around three in the morning, finally awakening for good in time to listen to the KPFA 5 minute news before Democracy Now! followed at six.

Up, the right little toe still aching, but less than it had been yesterday and almost disappearing when wearing shoes and so out the door to walk to breakfast, arriving at five minutes to seven, finding the restaurant closed and no one inside. Evidently there's been a traffic tie up that had delayed the opening waitress and the back kitchen worker was late as well. Waited less than five minutes for the kitchen worker to arrive.

The Eggs Benedict, country potatoes, fruit cup and coffee for breakfast, the reading glasses breaking in half when the nose bridge failed as I took them out of their case. Much fumbling with scotch tape with the aid of the waitress to patch them together well enough to allow me to read, but just barely. We have another optometrist's appointment coming up, we'll make due with other pairs we have on hand before we replace them with a more accurate prescription.

And that's the excitement for the day?

Probably. I'm not sure I want to see it topped.

Finished up by a quarter to nine to set out for home, the construction on the sidewalk and street across from the café still underway, the whatever it is tree and the flowers below the Lakeview school requiring pictures, another of a bicyclist under the 580 Overpass and a line of birds along the sidewalk at Lake Merritt, all under a bright sun.

A quick selfie in the lobby after noting the construction site up from my apartment was active, engines running and the like. We'll take another look and shoot what pictures we can tomorrow. Finished and posted yesterday's entry, now to listen to the news and see what's happened in Washington, that east coast city and not the state.

Later. Reasonably clear headed and awake so last night's less than perfect rest doesn't seem to have slowed me down. Watched television until noon and then decided to walk up to the construction site along the narrowed sidewalk and take a couple of pictures, camera held up over the canvas covered fence. Back thinking I needed to talk myself out again later for a better walk, whether there's pictures our there or not. When's the last time I've followed through with that? None that I can remember, not that the memory is reliable enough to be trusted in judging such.

Evening. Stayed up to watch the first hour of Vera on PBS television, not really sure if I'd seen the episode or not, curious about who done it, but cut it short and bailed after realizing I still had trouble making out what was happening through their accents and so to bed not long after nine. Stayed awake long enough to listen to the six minute NPR news at ten, so none of this lights and radio early stuff of recent nights.