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Panera

  • Man: Put your belly on my lap
  • Woman: What?
  • Man: Put your belly on my lap
  • Man: Put your belly on my lap
  • Man: Lets work on this [thinks hard]
  • Man: Put your head on my belly [pats couch beside him]
  • Woman: Oh. Not here
  • Man: What?
  • Woman: Not _here_ [indicates rest of Panera]
  • Man: My hearing is fine
  • Woman: Lets go out for a cigarette
  • Woman: You're drunk [it is 11am]
The Fake

I really enjoy the effect when setting sunlight slides in under black thunderclouds, illuminating the foreground and making it look like a regular commute consists of people fleeing something that is about to eat them.

If only this guy in the front had turned his lights on so the picture would look more like a photo and less like a bad photochop.

The Fake

I really enjoy the effect when setting sunlight slides in under black thunderclouds, illuminating the foreground and making it look like a regular commute consists of people fleeing something that is about to eat them.

If only this guy in the front had turned his lights on so the picture would look more like a photo and less like a bad photochop.

Road Trip

Bochi jumped right in to supervise as I packed up to change home bases for the last week I was in Florida in January, and decided that he would come with me. I let him sit in the car as I got ready, and was sad to have to eject him so I could leave. It is great to be back here this past week to hang out with him again.

It seems everything is out of order here, as I try to get caught up with loads of old photos. Sorry about that.

Road Trip

Bochi jumped right in to supervise as I packed up to change home bases for the last week I was in Florida in January, and decided that he would come with me. I let him sit in the car as I got ready, and was sad to have to eject him so I could leave. It is great to be back here this past week to hang out with him again.

It seems everything is out of order here, as I try to get caught up with loads of old photos. Sorry about that.

Fist Bump

For the past week I’ve been back at my favourite geriatric-frequented work spot in south Florida, Big City Bagels. This is a goldmine of all of the best parts of retirement Florida wrapped up into one location.

Things I’ve learned so far:

  • Wear sunscreen. Seriously. Old white people tanning so dark that they look like a minority is scarily not right. Neither is liver spotting so thorough you look like a hyena.
  • Drinking beer from a paper bag before lunch is OK if you’re over sixty five. So is just about anything else that might be unacceptable for younger people.
  • Pastel clad retirees shouldn’t fist bump. I’m not sure why, but it just looks plain wrong.
Patriot

Something I have learned during my time in America: there is no such thing as too much.

Patriot

Something I have learned during my time in America: there is no such thing as too much.

Carlie

Playing baseball in the kitchen.

Carlie

Playing baseball in the kitchen.

Maple Bacon Sundae

Not sure why I thought it a good idea to have a maple bacon sundae at two in the morning, but there you go.

Maple Bacon Sundae

Not sure why I thought it a good idea to have a maple bacon sundae at two in the morning, but there you go.

West Palm Beach

Talerpik and Saamik check out the beach.

West Palm Beach

Talerpik and Saamik check out the beach.

Lemme Call You Right Back

Lemme Call You Right Back

Gated

Gated

Flank Steak

Grilling season comes early in Florida.

Flank Steak

Grilling season comes early in Florida.

Bochi & Janette

Bochi & Janette

Cornhole

I feel like the Pacific NW was significantly missing out on the game of cornhole during my childhood. Fun stuff. Bochi thought we were tossing the bags for him, and added an extra challenge as he’d try to pull them off the board.

Cornhole

I feel like the Pacific NW was significantly missing out on the game of cornhole during my childhood. Fun stuff. Bochi thought we were tossing the bags for him, and added an extra challenge as he’d try to pull them off the board.

2010/2011 USA Road Trip Report

  • This route was roughly 20k miles long, which felt to me like a lot of miles for one year until I realized that at ~20 miles each way I’ll do roughly 16k miles a year simply commuting to the office from my current residence in Sacramento. People drive far to go to work in this country. Time to find a home closer to the job.

  • I was pulled over for speeding three times, and let off with a warning three times. I hit 120mph with the top down and a fully loaded car on the Bonneville salt flats, and it was me rather than the car that decided that that was plenty fast enough. I had the seats stolen out of the car twice, the roof slashed both times. Since I’ve stopped travelling, I’ve taken the time to disable the door locks so at least I hope they’ll leave the roof alone in the future.

  • Places I stayed on the way, those denoted in bold I was at for at least a week:

    Santa ClaraSan Diego → Los Angeles → Santa Clara → Lake Tahoe → Danger Cave → Boulder → Mitchell → MinneapolisChicagoMilwaukee → Chicago → Indianapolis → Chicago → Indianapolis → AshevilleBoone → Greenville → Atlanta → Savannah → Brunswick → Charleston → Atlanta → Charleston → Fort LauderdaleWest Palm BeachFort Myers → Saint Augustine → Cedar Island → Ocean CityWashington DC → Columbus → Detroit → Windsor → Litchfield → Oklahoma CitySanta Fe → Bluff → Salt Lake City → New Meadows → Seattle - Salt Lake City → Austin, NV → Sacramento
    *This list does not include the approximately 15 return trips back to California during the same period, and some side trips to Oregon, Texas, and the New England states.

  • I lived with eight existing groups of friends or family, thirteen couchsurfers, three groups of random people I met on the street, five airbnb rentals, a week in a tent, a night in a treehouse, a night on a boat, and approximately two weeks worth of random motels and hotels. In the process I discovered that cases of beer and Kindles are the best things to leave as thank-you gifts.

  • I discovered what the bare necessities are to get by in any sort of manageable way, and that they fit in approximately two carry-on bags. This includes camping equipment, enough fancy clothes to go to a wedding, and far too much computery junk for work. This doesn’t take into consideration the primary necessity which is people, which you can’t pack and tend to just find wherever you’re going anyway.

  • Along the way I picked up two ridiculous habits from people I was staying with: cold showers and the half-assed paleo diet. Oh, and the dialect but not the accent of an Amurrkin.

  • Getting Google Maps to cooperate long enough to draw this route took about three hours. WTF Google.

Bob the Dragonfly

Bob lives in one of those small cottages near the traintracks that the rich people built for their servants back when it was acceptable and desirable to make them to live just outside the fancypants community. I sure could use a few servants to go with the thirty slaves I have working for me.

Bob the Dragonfly

Bob lives in one of those small cottages near the traintracks that the rich people built for their servants back when it was acceptable and desirable to make them to live just outside the fancypants community. I sure could use a few servants to go with the thirty slaves I have working for me.