On the 13th of January I wrote that the Thursday night previously I had gone to bed probably right after getting home. The next morning I want to Geo Breakfast. I was late having gotten up at 8:15 so all the geographers were already there.
The person I came for had seen my tweets and remembered which was nice because I thought that I had tweeted to her too late. We mostly stayed away from discussions of our geography careers. I had come to realize that this was likely because we all wear so many hats. The methods guy only just remembered me. The visualizations lady was new to me. I spoke about how we would eventually have GIS at my job site.
They had coffee already but I had to order. I mentioned the twitter celebrities that are often there. A guy with a new startup came in after we ordered but we all ate at the same time. He told us about his company and the he talked to the methods guy about data visualization. The visualizations lady thought that was cool.
We spoke about informal housing in Silicon Valley. One of them worked at the big tech company and when she finished headed off to board a tech bus. She had thrown in a few dollars to help me because I was out of cash.
I rode my bike to work and when I was at my desk I had very little time before I had to go to a forum. The first session was interesting. I sat through the whole thing and then spoke to a GIS guy on my way out. I had to my desk and returned for the next session.
After that I interacted with an college classmate. He worked nearby and had agreed to attend the bike party in the east bay with me. I ate my sandwich while listening to the last discussion at the forum. We broke into groups and I later there was a discussion facilitated by the director.
After that I met my college classmate in the plaza and we went to Civic Center. I stopped by the happy hour to see my coworkers at the post forum mixer. It was fantastic. Faces I had known but didn’t interact with sat across from me and I was really excited about that. I got to know what type of coworkers better but I needed to go to bike party. I grabbed a taco and then headed to the East Bay. I met a Geo breakfast person on the train.
I fetched my old college classmate and went to Bike Party. The ride went to International and migrated to Foothill. I got beer on the way. I interacted with my old classmate on the way through Fruitvale. I noted how similar it was to Santa Ana. He said the Marisco‘s at a place there were terrible.
The bike party headed to Fruitvale and Dimond Park and I gave my old classmate a beer. I also walked around. I noted some obvious self-selection amongst the groups. We watched frisbee throwing in the dark. I had a doughnut.
After that we rode to MacArthur across to 23rd and up foothill past San Antonio. On the way I spoke to the guys. We rode to El Embarcadero and then up grand to Piedmont. I remember passing the flag and asking people if they knew where they were going.
We went up 40th and then zigzagged on between Oakland and Berkeley to get to Sacramento street. I took the train with a group of friends. I left Civic Center and went straight to bed.
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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