On 092114 I wrote that I had finished
writing at Park Chow and went to Shotwell’s though I had been interested in
going to Sycamore. The Giants were close
but didn’t do it since Crawford flied out.
My buddy came in a moment later.
He had had tacos and I thought that he had been working on his bike but
instead had been slacking and napping.
He said he had gone out with an old friend from out of town but it
wasn’t a lot of fun because it was a work party. We drank sour beer and laughed at a lot of
stuff. My coworker and I sent some funny
texts to one another. We left a little later after talking
about the women and film in biking thing.
On the morning that I wrote this I was
up at 11 and went to Java Beach. The barista and I were cute with each
other about cycling and I asked her if she wanted to ride my extra bike. She said to check back in a week. I rode home to enjoy the air and then rode to
Westlake where my buddy met back up and set out to visit Pacifica. I suggested a ride to Sharpe’s Park Bl. Then we rode through Rockaway and he went
surfing. I sat and read the paper. Later we rode up San Pedro Mountain road but
couldn’t find the route to Devil’s slide.
We gave up and rode skyline from the center of Pacifica. I suggested we go to Westmoor but we went
down 35 to Lake Merced instead. We
agreed to check in later in the week. I
rode home and watered the grass and then went to Celia’s. I talked to bartender a bit and went home.
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.
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