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< November 2017 >

November 1, 2017
I woke up to this. Will I have water to take a shower? Ambiguous but alarming. I blame too much work and bad weather for bad photos. But . . . I live there. With an election approaching, everybody`s my friend.

November 2, 2017
It`s just one selfie after another with me. People are eating dinner out on the patio in November. It`s been raining a lot lately. Some people still take pictures with film cameras. This is sorta what I intended.

November 3, 2017
The endlessly facetnating Schuster Center. It`s beginning to look a lot like you know what. How many violations can you spot in just one picture? I`m afraid to cross this street every evening after work. A man and his little boy were having fun playing badminton in an alley. His childhood memories will be much different than mine (see June 11, 2014). Long-haired hippie freaks sing about the same things they did in the 60s: peace, love, equality and ecology.

November 4, 2017
An inspiring new sculpture by Jon Barlow Hudson about the value of public service has been installed downtown. That`s what I`ve been drinking out of. Reflections on autumn. Eating too much Halloween candy can lead to remorse. So many reasons to dig up the street.

November 5, 2017
So apparently I`m a playwright. Martin, what are you doing? That`s gonna leave a mark. As she was being carried out the door, she said, `Bye-bye Uncle Adam.` It`s an honorary title, but I`ll take it. I would never make a dancer do silly poses in public (see August 10, 2017). I needed that extra hour of sleep this morning.

November 6, 2017
A very long-lived leaf (see May 12, 2017). Today I walked wherever the sun was shining. Three and a half inches of rain in one night makes the river angry. Now who`s going to clean that up? Meanwhile, in much calmer waters.

November 7, 2017
Condensation. Negative space. It`s always exciting when a package is delivered. Gone fishin`. Remember Elder-Beerman?

November 8, 2017
Presidential stature. It`s tough hailing a cab in Dayton. Some days my photos aren`t terrible. It`s not very smart to take pictures of the sun. We really need to talk about your binge eating.

November 9, 2017
That settles it: next year we`re getting an artificial tree. Shadowed in mystery. Escape route. Deck the walls. A little bit of Paris in Dayton.

November 10, 2017
It takes me five minutes to drive home, so hang on. First I have to get out of the labyrinthine garage. The dangerous part: Dayton traffic on a Friday evening. Notice that the speedometer is at zero in these photos. Heavy equipment: I must be getting close to home.

November 11, 2017
A team in orange, black and white battled another team in orange, black and white for the state championship. In some other sports, a team is just a group of players. In volleyball, a team is really a team. You don`t win a state title by playing tentatively. `WE ARE [stomp! stomp!] TIGERS [stomp! stomp!]` There was celebration on the bus back to Versailles. The Coldwater bus was quiet.

November 12, 2017
I had to shoot myself today. Don`t leave your sunroof open during the fall. It`s a tough time of year to be a bird. My school friends have changed a lot over the years. Don`t expect to see a lot of flowers here for a while.

November 13, 2017
Sorry I`m not in. Make an appointment next time. What I do when I find a password on a Post-It note. I`m the last one out at night. Hydrocortisone has helped me survive the last 24 hours. Product placement.

November 14, 2017
Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light. DYLAN THOMAS Almost daily someone tries to kill me at a crosswalk. Today it was this person. As I walked closer, they paddled away; the closer I got, the further away they were. It`s a pair of ducks paradox. It`s good as new (see November 6 above)! Every year at this time, Nature betrays us.

November 15, 2017
Dinner. Dessert. I`ve been organizing at work (see October 23, 2017). Deck the halls. My electricity bill has gone down and my gas bill is up.

November 16, 2017
I`m back in business with three functioning flashes. Twenty-four hour banking. Where are the peace memorials? O tannenbaum. It`s rare to see a moose in downtown Dayton.

November 17, 2017
At this time of year, there is no sunny side of the street. I dropped by the Hollywood Walk of Fame during lunch. We were the only living creatures around the river today. Summer`s wealth has become autumn`s waste. A wind advisory is in effect.

November 18, 2017
The recollecting of bloom keeps making November difficult. EMILY DICKINSON The bee that wouldn`t die. Autumn stew. Pretty . . . but artificial. Just about anything qualifies as food this time of year.

November 19, 2017
Oh Danny boy, the pipes the pipes are calling from glen to glen and down the mountain side. The summer`s gone and all the flowers dying. Nobody`s getting in -- or out. Last one out turn off the lights. Angels in the early morning may be seen the dews among, stooping, plucking, smiling, flying. EMILY DICKINSON Can I give you a hand?

November 20, 2017
Look at those talons. They aren`t kidding around. A bird of prey makes pigeons and gulls nervous. Hard hat zone. Spiderman, Spiderman, does whatever a spider can! The best part of my day is when I can get away from the machines and people and feel the sun on my face.

November 21, 2017
And then the remnants of a Viking ship floated past. Probably too small for me to jump into. It grew up among the trees. Eternal love, written with chalk. Almost late to work for this photo, but it was worth it.

November 22, 2017
Oh, if only I was in charge of the world. I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black. MICK JAGGER Tomorrow will be a day of reckoning. I had to shoot myself again since I missed the first time (see November 12 above). I drew a picture of an unusual dream I had.

November 23, 2017
Thankful for macaroni and cheese (see December 25, 2016; December 26, 2015; December 10 and 25, 2014; June 8, 2014; May 28, 2014; November 28, 2013; December 30, 2012; August 2, 2012; September 17, 2010; and March 3, 2006). Thankful I`m not a dog. Hot water: my favorite! A bottle of lemonegg for the littlest dinner guest. She`s grown a lot since September 15, 2016.

November 24, 2017
If you feed carrots to reindeer, they can`t fly away. A kid nearby said, `Oooh, these elves are creepy!` To be honest, those bangs don`t look good on you. Nearly went deaf for this picture. Jerry Gillotti 1937 - 2017.

November 25, 2017
The robins were running in herds today. On Small Business Saturday, this is where I want to be. The birds will soon be desperate enough to eat these. Doppelganger. The world`s tallest elf.

November 26, 2017
I`m seeing red. I`m seeing stars. The eternal squirrels. From head . . . . . . to toe.

November 27, 2017
It`s Zamboni season. I baked you a cake. All creatures great and small. Smooth operators. This is truly the most precious stuff in the world, but people care more about their cars and phones.

November 28, 2017
Main Street bridge, 1:33pm. It`s a diagonal day. `Mike, that`s the third time this week you`ve been late.` I check the river every day to make sure it`s still there. Let the sparks fall where they may.

November 29, 2017
Off the clock. My second photo of the day. Artificial cuteness. I like taking pictures of models. Sprinting across the dangerous intersection (see November 3 above).

November 30, 2017
There`s a giant hole in front of my house. When I turned on the water, there were strange noises in the plumbing. Supermoon coming soon. Ladies` department. Men`s department. Lunch counter transformed into magical fairyland.

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