Sour Particles

The first exercise in ages, ten kilometers at a mile above sea-level. Dirt trail with some hills, as you can see from the elevation profile to the top left corner of the photo. Maximum elevation is 5500 feet, and the minimum is right around 5250 feet. My time last week was pathetic, but I was happy, fresh air and relaxing. Then decided instead of once a week, why not twice. Wednesday I lost six minutes, even more pathetic. But I feel redeemed now because I shaved nine minutes off my first time (15 less than last time) and that means there is hope. Stay posted for an overly dramatic webpage with performance / heartrate / bodyweight / etc graphs, gps tracklogs on maps and maybe some conclusions on my get in shape in 10 weeks or less experiment.

It has been way too long since I had a Guinness here at the airport.

I don't know how I will survive 24 hours with just a shirt, a pair of socks, my wallet and my cell phone.

On my way home, changed my departure airport three times this trip, but I'm stuck with this one since I'm on the plane now. I'm inside a flying basketball, Slam Dunk One.

As always there is not enough space in the overhead bins, this brings up an important issue. Why do people bring huge bags that obviously are way over the size limit on to the plane, yet when people with bags that are barely over the limit to to get on, they make those people check the barely over the limit bags. I was boarding group B, and early in it, so I found space for my within the size limit bag quickly. Its not the danger of hitting the ground that scares me, its the collective IQ of the general population, including me, that scares me. Who knows what will happen because of us, during and after the flight. Taking off.

Heading to the airport in the morning, but we have some time for some Guinness as always.

One of them actually still works. Amazing, the buttons were locked up, so I poured some rubbing alcohol in the gaps, and sprayed some canned air inside it, apparently from the looks of what blew out, I or someone else, spilled soda on it. Works perfectly now, makes me feel better using these than my Ipod. Just imagine if Diamond actually knew something about marketing, maybe they would be in Apple's place right now? Maybe it was just bad timing, not as many people with broadband and whatever. This is taking up way too much of my time. By the way, this phone sucks right now.

There were some taxidermy birds covered in wax in one exhibit. It looked kind of odd. Then by the same person, there was some stuff made out of hair, again kind of odd. Then there was some stuff by Andy Warhol, interesting and fun to look at. And then there was some robot exhibit, nothing seemed special in there, it wasn't interesting at all except the balloon floating thing that had no real description of what it did. The 3D computer thing was nothing special, and was pretty boring. Sushi place for lunch was pretty good though, I didn't get my miso soup though. By the way, my room is still clean, I did all the regular upkeep this weekend besides vacuuming, because I couldn't find the vacuum. Back to art, I don't hate all contemporary art, but there is a point when people see something in a piece just because the name or description next to it implies it, I like art that actually speaks for itself and doesn't let the plaque next to it do all the talking. Maybe one day I will get one of my paint by numbers in to a museum.

For some reason on Monday, going to the mall to shop for jeans was a welcome comfort. I'm usually picky, but I found a pair that seemed right, it gave me some stability in a world lacking stability. Or maybe it just simply means I really needed new ones, but that wouldn't be profound, and actually doesn't make sense to me, so let's stick with my first idea..

I guess a small airplane just made a safe landing on southbound 680 freeway. I took a quick photo as I passed in the northbound lane, I don't like rubberneckers but I was stopped and didn't even waste time with a good shot.

It's been 44 minutes since 12am. He should be here by now. I'm worried something is wrong. Perhaps he had a circlip pop off his left rear coilover just as the right rear did a few months ago, and his sleigh had to go under emergency repairs.

The weather is pretty bad right now, it was fairly warm and kind of overcast, and now it's just really rainy and wet. Right now barcodes interest me. They can be useful, and they look cool too. I wonder if anyone could read a barcode without the numbers below it just by looking at it. That would be a pretty cool skill to have. I'm about to go ice skating. I'm not good at all at ice skating, but sometimes I feel pretty good about my skills after a few laps. I just try to keep off the ice and look the least dorky as possible to the little kids skating circles around me.

Being a cat would be a pretty sweet job. Butters seems to like it. When he was a kitten he would sometimes fall asleep with his head up in the air, and it would kind of sway up and down a little, and then it would just drop, and if he had a bowl of soup, his face would be in it. Now he is pretty big though, and he pretty much is the loudest cat you've heard when he wants your attention.

Since I had some time to waste, I decided to get some food there. Nice hamburger and strawberry lemonade. Then I realized I still had a lot of time, so I asked what beers they had, and the waitress listed a few including Guinness. I told her I'd have one, and she asked if I wanted a shot to go along with it. I told her to surprise me, and she came back with some tequila, which isn't really my first choice, but it wasn't bad. You never know who you might bump in to at the airport.

My room is still a complete mess. In fact it is pretty much a lost cause, but you know me, I love lost causes. After my fairly probable crappy morning, I will start the relief effort.

Getting ready to go to Los Angeles in a few minutes, the weather here is so nice, it actually feels warmer than 80 like the weather forcast said. I'm going to play some Lumines (awesome game) on the plane i think. Planes boarding, bye.