Borgo’s Team

I wrote that I went through the NA and then went up for cookies.

On the morning of the day I wrote this I woke up at 5 and just lay there awake for an hour.  I listened to the news until about 645 and then rode to Grove and caught a Pittsburgh train.  I forgot to get a newspaper so played some Sudoku.  I was awake the whole way which surprised me.  I rode to Safeway and got fruit, nuts and a salad box.  I then had a lot of trouble finding a spot to park at Wiget.

I called people to let me in and met the team and then most of the day I set up my work space.  Later I got to know the offsite teammates.  I had my first cup of coffee for the day at 12 and on the way back to the office I saw some of Borgo’s team.  I also discovered that some people have no problem with bringing their bike into the office.  I looked through Twitter and read the paper.  I sent messages back and forth with Kathryn.

Eventually the day was nearly ended.  I went and asked the building manager for help but he said I had to wait till the next day.  I said bye and emailed JF old colleagues.  I took the bike to PHill but missed the 517 so took my time with Bike Link.  I read the paper to Powell and the bus was late.  I sat and did nothing on the bus.  Dad saved me left overs.  I ate and worked on the NA.

This is series chronicles my life at regular intervals. This Memo series is meant to be a retrospective of what I have written and experienced. In each of these posts I use my notes in conjunction with memory, mementos and souvenirs to create a snap shot of my life.

Faith Underpass

After my post from January 20^th I found a post on Twitter that piqued my interest.  Apparently, the overpass at Faith Street has a companion tunnel meant to access the center of the freeway.  This post says that the tunnel was named after the author’s father.  When I saw the tunnel I thought that the tunnel was a funny addition to the location but never imagined there was a history to it.

This is an occasional series chronicling my life. This Notebook Analysis series is meant to be contemporaneous piece developed as an agglomeration of my notebook pages. In each of these posts I used my notes to develop my recent thoughts.

Presidents Day

Over Presidents Day weekend the weather was fantastic for a group ride to Mill Valley to take pictures of the 101s POCs.  After breakfast Saturday morning we chose route and equipment options for the trip.  For instance, the fact that we had trouble arriving at our designated meet-up spot in North Beach pushed back our departure till noon, we decided to ride over the bridge into Marin instead of taking the ferry.  This allowed us to hang out in the neighborhood a little longer to have coffee, buy provisions and solidify our plans.  In the process we settled on mountain bikes rather than road or commuter bikes since the ride was on both dirt and pavement.

We began with a ride through swarming traffic along North Point and Beach and then meandered through the quieter Marina streets to Crissy Field.  We stopped near Sports Basement because I wanted to get a photo of the Doyle Drive bike path.  However, I discovered that construction has rendered this facility little more than a dotted line on the official map.  From here we navigated the President’s Day traffic to the bridge.  We found that the bike path, which leads up to the bridge entrance, was also closed due to construction and this forced us to take a detour through the throngs at the visitor’s center before crossing under and onto the bridge.

Out on the open bridge the weather was amazing.  Normally it is windy and harsh, even in when it is sunny.  However, on this day the sun was out and the breeze was warm.  We then crossed under the bridge to Fort Baker and along the bay side bluffs and past Sausalito to the Richardson Bay Bridge.  While resting we decided that we would have to hurry to Bow Tie Knot, our destination, if we wanted to be back with enough time to catch the ferry.  We took the bay trail to Sycamore Street and stopped in Mill Valley for a quick shot of coffee before the final assent.

We climbed Lovell and Tamalpais to Summit Bl and had to stop a couple of times because it was so steep.  One of the stops was a wooden bridge on the upper portion of Summit before Fern Canyon, on which we turned left.  From there we took the rode slow and rode the dirt road together until we made it to the Bow Tie Knot at around 430.  We ate bread and cheese then.  I am always amazed at how small the Richardson Bay looks from up there.

Up to this point I had been debating how to get back since the rail grade can be steep and difficult.  However, we determined that the time and our lack of shocks would dictate that we would take Summit back rather than the Blythdale Rail Road Grade.  That was when we packed up and plummeted to Mill Valley.  The ride down was half as long as our ascent, even as some of us had to go slow for fear of hieghts.  From there we raced through Mill Valley, along the Bay Trail and down Bridgeway.

Ironically, upon our arrival at the terminal we found that the day was so nice that hundreds of people had gone out for the ride as well.  We even saw some friends waiting in line for the ferry.  Fortunately, all three hundred something bikes were able to board the boat and the party sat down for the ride with some cold refreshments and a nice view of the bay.

This is an occasional series chronicling my life. This Notebook Analysis series is meant to be contemporaneous piece developed as an agglomeration of my notebook pages. In each of these posts I used my notes to develop my recent thoughts.

Night Watching

I wrote that I went to Java Beach around 400 and read the rest of the FT from the day before.  When I got home mom was still feeling ill.  I had dinner with pops later and mom ate in bed.  I went downstairs after dinner and worked on the aggregators then Kathryn and I spoke on the phone.  She went out and I believe she went to Tupelo for Karaoke.  I went upstairs at 930 and found mom watching the Olympics.  I waited till she was done and spent the rest of the night watching TV.

The morning that I wrote this I got up at 1130 and had breakfast and then talked at length with dad about health insurance.  I went downstairs at 100 and worked on another email to CSULB.  Dad then convinced me to sign on to Covered CA.  I then got a call from Finenzi about the ArcFM job.

Later I called the Library and spoke to Viv.  She suggested I just wait to come down to Long Beach but if I had gotten far into the process of sending the text then that was great.  I also got an answer from Finenzi.  I told him about the ArcFM job issues and then told him my expected compensation.  After that I sent in the information for the job and then found an email in my box from Ban that generally left the text to my discretion.

This is series chronicles my life at regular intervals. This Memo series is meant to be a retrospective of what I have written and experienced. In each of these posts I use my notes in conjunction with memory, mementos and souvenirs to create a snap shot of my life.