Travels and Images
WEEK 37 2007
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- went to visit with friends in San Francisco. I used BART, leaving from the North Concord-Martinez station.
Yes, that's the name, tedious and unwieldy. There was already a Concord
station, so why this station isn't named Martinez I don't know.
Possibly because it's technically located inside the borders of
Concord, even though it's close to Martinez. Though, actually, it's
closer to the Concord Naval Weapons Station (now defunct, and probably
not a politically acceptable name), Port Chicago (blown apart in World War II and now just some empty foundations), and Pacheo (population: 7 human souls, two cats, one dog and a pet rock).
being the Contra Costa County administrative center and thus deserving
of it's own station, this was probably the best that could be done.
Anyhow, it was nice. The train runs all the way to Daly City without
any transfer being needed, though I didn't got quite that far. I got
off at Montgomery station, in less than an hours travel,
oriented myself and picked the exit that comes up on the southwest side
of the station, about a block from the Yerba Buena Center for the Arts.
It was a beautiful day in the city, blue skies and warm. I was a few
minutes ahead of my friends, who were lingering at a excellent (I'm
told) Dim Sun restaurant, so I grabbed a hot dog and coke from a vendor
and enjoyed the free jazz concert going on outside the YBCA.
When they arrived we all went in and enjoyed the 39th Annual International Taiko Festival.
It was fun. A little different from the LA festival, in that there were
also some other things going on - martial arts and, um, a sort of
"alternative" stomping music/play thing, But it was all good.
Well, OK, I sort of dozed off during the alternative thing, but then I
almost dozed off during a drum solo as well - dark warm theaters have
that effect on me. It ended all too soon, and as my friends were on
their way back to their hotel I went back to BART and made my way home.
A brief synopsis of the first half: (I am too lazy to find the program,
so the titles only approximate the original Japanese):
The second half was good as well, but I was sleepier, so don't remember exactly what was happening. The last set was awesome, more straight ahead drumming, including an extended duel between black belt ninja guy and diaper guy.
It must have gone on for half an hour, these two guys just whaling on
either side of a drum the size of a Volkswagen, muscles and veins
standing out, sweat flying. An amazing effort. We gave them a standing
applause - and made them play more. What a great finale!
- The RC and Mudpie set. (wherein the drummers and actors yell "Soda, soda, soda...")
- The Feral Child set, with 3 year old martial artists armed with scythes. (Also, the Scorpion King beats up Ninja's - cool!)
- The Weird Almost Naked Guy In His Bathrobe set, under green lights. (The "alternative" set I mentioned.)
- Some Straight Ahead Taiko by a teenage band, (Very well done)
I hear your inner comment: "Ed, you said you hate loud music." Not true, I hate loud music by amateurs being forced upon me at my own home.
Or at my Dad's house, whereat this Friday the garage band down the street screwed around for hours, (never actually playing for more than 30 seconds, and having fun screaming into the mike) and where Saturday
the band at the biker food drive was rocking out the neighborhood with
stadium level noise. Dad says they played at full volume for all
Biker music by a third rate biker band being scientifically
indistinguishable from noise I was more than happy to escape to San
Francisco and people using baseball bat sized drumsticks to beat on
equally oversized drums.
Got home early evening, had a couple of beers, and watched the Padre's stomp the Giants. Won a quarter on that one. I'm even for the trip now. But Bond's injury was unfortunate.
Friday 14 September
- Humid up here. I was clearing the gutters and roof, and was drenched
by the time that was done. Ugh. I thought I was finally done with that
kind of stuff - the evaporative cooler in Lancaster was working
wonderfully in the 6% humidity on Wednesday.
I guess, in general, I'll have to be more on the lookout for those dangerous dihydrogen monoxide molecules!
Stupid Texas. Allowing the A's seven runs - 5 earned - in a single inning. From 6:2 it's now 9:6. Bah.
OK, now it's 9:9. Over 250 pitches and we're just in the sixth inning. Sheesh.
And it finally ends, 11:9, A's.
13 September 2007
- on the road, up to my Dad's. The traffic wasn't bad. There were a
surprising number of RV's out, even though we're well past Labor Day.
But it's turning into a nice cool fall.
The 580 and 680 were jammed up already at 3 pm. What sort of jobs do
these people have, that let out at 2:00 or 2:30? I've never had a job
like that. Weird.
So, I studied up, changed some setting on my project. We'll see if it works a bit better now.
Wednesday 12 September 2007
- Off to my Dad's place tomorrow,
So, I'm trying to configure some web stuff, after actually buying
services from a company. Things aren't quite right, so I email them
(actual names and services are redacted here), and it goes something
Me: Hey, I tried to set it up, it kind of works, but it's not quite right
Support: Yep. That's not right.
After waiting for a somewhat more helpful reply, which doesn't come, I send another email:
Me: Hey, it kind of works, but it's not quite right. I'm trying to do this, from here, could you take a look?
Support: Yep. That's not right. Your ***** is not set up.
Almost totally non-responsive. Obviously something is wrong and obviously they know what it is, but they aren't going tell me how to fix it.You get the idea.
Why are they even paying these guys? I mean, I think it's more than
one guy as there are different names on the trouble tickets, but who
knows?. I thought it was a serious company, but maybe not. Maybe it's
guy in his mom's basement and I'm keeping him from a new Sci-Fi
convention in town.
Probably dressed up asa Bynar.
Tuesday 11 September 2007
- on the road, back home by early evening.
Its a bit smoky in the AV, but nothing like the blanket of ash that we
had a couple of weeks ago.
My friend Tim went to the Padre's - Dodger's game this evening. It
looks like it turned out pretty good for him:
Six games back...ouch.
Monday 10 September 2007
- trying to get the network up and running. It's a slow process, not
second nature, but I think I've finally got it working.
I stopped by the boat briefly, it looks OK and I'd like to go out, but
right now I've other
places to go, things to do.
Ben Erickson is sailing his
Norsea 27, Chamois,
up to Maine right now, the lucky bastard. Part I and Part II are here.
Sunday 9 September 2007
- still TDY, working on this and that. Went out in the afternoon with
my friend Dave and his family.
About a year ago my friend Dave and I were hiking up at Mt. Whitney.
Good times, good times. We're too busy this year. We'd considered the
Lost Coast Trail but I don't think that's going to happen...