Tuesday. Let's see: up early, a waffle at the usual place, a bus ride downtown to get a haircut, a walk back to the apartment where the nurse had left a message from the doctor. Less wine, if it happens again go see a neurologist. Less wine? My two glasses of wine in an evening once a week is too much? Um, twice a week? Still, a neurologist implies there were no blood clots involved. I've been to see neurologists about the aching sinus head thing many times with no result. Flipping into hallucinogen land after a glass or two of sake seems much more user friendly if it doesn't have to do with with brain cells dying to lack of breath. So we'll leave it where it stands and if it happens again, well, then I have no doubt we'll do something about it.
Other than that, what? Overcast, of course, they say some chance of rain come Friday, probably not the week to go up the coast. Still, maybe a trip to the old stomping ground in Napa. Maybe a visit to Marine World, which is right along the way on Highway 80, how many times have I passed it without a visit?
Later. A nap for an hour or so, obviously not getting enough sleep last night. The sun is out, the air relatively crisp in the low sixties, I'm sitting here listening to the public television News Hour. Another day well on its way to done. A picture or two walking back from my haircut this morning. Maybe I will take a drive up Highway 101 tomorrow, stick my toe in the water so to speak, get up as far as the Russian river. Then again, then again....