On the morning of 082414 at 3:20am there was a 6.0 earthquake.
I got up at 9 and went to Java Beach and sent out a flurry of tweets and messages and received a flurry in return. Then I headed to Sunday Streets. I started off at Clooney’s where I met some friends for sandwiches and beers. Then we rode to 19th and 20th looking for the table that the Emperor’s Bridge group had. However, there wasn’t much on 18th so we grabbed our buddy getting off of volunteering and sat down at Cassanova to discuss the finer points of block parties. Later we actually did find the Emperor’s table. We also learned about a swank party happening at Southern Pacific Brewery.
The event was beginning to wind down so we headed over to Dolores Park with some cans and people watched. We saw a couple wrestling in the grass. We saw a lot of dogs. There were a lot of barbecues. There were naked people. It was hot out.
Later we went to Southern Pacific Brewery to celebrate the tenure of the organizer of Sunday Streets and bid her farewell. The director and a number of others were there. One by one they were replaced by others that were just as involved. They passed out cake and I met the new staffers. My friends left. I rode back to the Sunset went. I talked to my mother. She had gone to Sunday Streets and posted photo’s to FB.
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.
