The week after July 4th was
rather quiet. The express busses were
empty and many people in my life—friends, managers and the like—were out of
town for a few extra days. This and the
fog made my time way out here in the outer Sunset rather drab. I went to Max’s 540 twice this week to see if
Joe the bartender was working. He wasn’t
but I did get to see the A’s play against the Giants. I also went to the art galleries downtown for
a belated First Thursday Art Walk. I
ended up with some Ai Wei Wei pins one of which I bequeathed to a friend who
works at Visuvio.
I also went to East Bay Bike Party. I was careful to send out messages to all of
my cycling friends about the event.
There were these two people I had met at SF Bike Party, a couple of
Twitter friends, a coworker and even a friend that I know via the old fashioned
telephone. Maybe someday I will even use
Face Book. I had intended to attend
Oaklavia on the twelfth but couldn’t get my head together enough for a trip to
Oakland.
On Saturday the parents went away for
two weeks to Canada and gave me a lot of chores to do. I had to water plants and take trash
out. I had to look forward to going to
the DMV of all places. Most of all I
would have space to myself.
While over the last few months on Sunday
had been going to Marin, I had been thinking about going elsewhere. I noted that in time I might be able to visit
to other parts of the Bay Area like Silicon Valley or Alameda. I have been looking over Craigslist for a
cheap foldie to look at and both of these places have come up at least
once. I am partial to Palo Alto because
of its proximity to the 101.
I wanted to go on the 13th of
July but Sunday Streets was in the Richmond.
However, I got a message from a twitter friend that he was on
Arguello. I was at Park Chow reading the
paper and had anticipated going. I
decided to quit reading and met him and his wife at Velo Rouge. As we rode through Sunday Streets I noted
that the venue wasn’t as big as the year before. I heard that the businesses had complained
about it. However, there was still a
farmer’s market.
We climbed into the Presidio and
descended to the Main Post. I was amazed
as I passed the speedometer on my way down Arguello Boulevard—I had topped 35
mph. We locked up and walked around Off
the Grid which is basically a food truck event.
It is well named because all of the tents and trucks were using gas generators. We ate lunch and tried out the selection of drinks
and ice cream. We even visited a doughnut truck
where I think the girl behind the counter may have been checking me out.
We then went to the visitor center and
children’s museum. We saw a great
exhibit about an artist named Blair who did early Alice in Wonderland
sketches. I took a picture of the bike
path there. From there we looked for and
found the Goldsworthy sculpture in the parking lots. I struck up a conversation with the docent
program intern talking at length about about Ai Wei Wei and the Haines gallery.
After this we got the bikes and looked
at the Ecology trail on the south side of the park but we ended up climbing
Arguello instead. We split up at California
where it was pretty obvious that Sunday Streets had already been mostly broken
down.
This is an occasional series chronicling my life. I
started writing this Notebook Analysis on 070714. This 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.
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