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September 6, 2019


Friday. Lights out by nine, again, radio off at nine-thirty, the blood pressure 122/74. Better than 90/50, believe me. Awoke for good at six to get up and get out the door a little early under overcast skies, arriving early, but finding the restaurant open and serving coffee. Fine, settled in with the coffee and the papers. Not a bad start so far to the day.

The chicken-apple sausage, eggs over medium, country potatoes, toast, fruit cup and coffee, if only because I haven't had the chicken-apple sausage in a while. Probably for good reason.

Finished up the papers by a quarter to nine and set out for home, the sky still overcast, a pile of dead palm tree fronds stacked by the curb, a graffiti covered truck on Grand by the lake and the sidewalk almost finished at the construction site below my apartment. I'd noticed a worker on site when I was setting out for breakfast and a section of the parking lot taped off to receive what I thought was probably a cement truck and indeed, so it had been.

The usual selfie before sitting down at the computer to futz with yesterday's entry, finding errors I've not made in the past. Posting yesterday labeled Friday, for one. How had I done that? The mind is blank.

The blood pressure 119/75 after finishing this. Nothing on the schedule for later.

Later. A very brief walk across Grand to the lake to stand for some three or four minutes looking for something that might make me want to walk on, gave up and returned to the apartment to continue with whatever on the tablet and listen to the news for the rest of the afternoon.

Evening. Took a look at The Snows of Kilimanjaro on PBS at eight with Gregory Peck, Ava Gardner and Susan Hayward. Managed about five or ten minutes of it before giving up and heading for bed. Listened to some of the Giants game on the radio, one or two of the news programs and then turned out the lights, turned off the radio and settled in to sleep, the last blood pressure reading done at eight-fifteen coming in at 140/84. This after lying about doing little or nothing. We'll have to sleep on it and think about it again after the first couple of readings we take in the morning.

The photo up top was taken at the 2016 Oakland Chinatown StreetFest with a Nikon D5 mounted with a 70-200mm f 2.8 VR II Nikkor lens.