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September 19, 2020


Saturday Didn't really turn out the lights until after eleven this time, awakening at seven and so it seems the right amount of sleep was gotten last night, but after playing with fire. No more lights out after eleven at least until I forget and do it again. Up to drive to breakfast under clearing skies to arrive somewhat early, but finding all the patio tables in place and so easily settled in with the papers.

The Eggs Benedict, country potatoes, fruit cup and coffee, finishing up at five minutes after nine, the sky still filled with scattered white clouds and so the sun peeking through only now and again, the weather people saying a high later in the mid-seventies.

Drove straight home, noticed for the first time the gas gauge was warning me I was low on gas (we'll take care of that in the morning), took the selfie in the lobby and settled in at the computer to finish and post yesterday's entry before starting with this. So far, so good. He said. Maybe

Later. The air index is now in the Moderate range, they're saying it should hold through tomorrow. Nothing on television and so spent most of the afternoon on the tablet.

Evening. I did check out Brian's Song that started at eight, but bailed pretty much right away more because I wanted to lie down more than sit in a living room chair. Who knows? Seemingly minor thoughts and annoyances drive me to do one thing or another.

You're babbling.

We are.

I've been listening to opera lately. Initially just on YouTube, starting with some of the old rock and roll from the late sixties and early seventies, but then listening to arias from some of the standards, two or three at a time and then more as time progressed. How long has it been?

This evening I put a CD in the bedroom player and listened to a mix of songs (from operettas this time) when there was nothing I wanted to listen to on the radio. A first for listening to music in the bedroom, I'd say, although this caused me to end up turning the lights out late again. Nothing as late as last night, but all this so called examination of sleep times seems more like justs another form of babbling.

The photo up top was taken at the San Francisco 2017 LGBTQ Pride Parade with a Nikon D5 mounted with a 70-200mm f 2.8 VR II Nikkor lens.