02 November 2005

comings and goings

Despite a recent conversation in the lab concerning faddishness of the blog phenomenon, I continue to post, in the hope that those of you who read this occasionally find occasional amusement. If this isn't the case, then for Pete's sake, people, go out and get a life. Or go do a Sudoku puzzle.

Sunday: Bryan and Dave took me for a great ride on my scooter. They got me all pumped up by watching a motorcycle track race, then we hit the road, going through Golden Gate Park, cruising through the Presidio, and then trailing down the Great Highway to end up at the Daly City DMV. It was a gorgeous clear day, and I felt foolishly queenly being escorted by two hot rods manned by PhDs. Ridiculous. But fun.



Later that night, I met up with ex-Regent now-lowly-grad student-but-fabulous Jodi at the Claremont for drinks and dinner. Jodi has such an effortless charm in such places; it's no wonder that she was conversing with an investment banker when I arrived (who bought her a glass of wine and plate of calamari) and when we left, we'd had some free shots and were receiving life advice in the form of family anecdotes from a "developer" who hinted at major connections with both the LA music industry and Bay Area sports. It was lovely to see Jodi and well worth the trip across the bay.

Monday: My first day as a scootercommuter went well. I bussed to UCSF in the a.m. and Bryan drove my scooter in, so I just had the trip home to manage, and I did it just fine. Dad IMed me some last-minute advice and I gave him a call after I made it into the garage. I then jumped in the car and waited about 75 minutes to get on the Bay Bridge -- fun fun -- so I could go to Stockton to hear Chrisser's yet-unnamed band. It was worth the trip. They are still a little raw, but there's definitely talent there, and it was entertaining to meet, finally, the rest of the crew. Stay tuned for samples of their music, and perhaps some band-naming. Anyway, I had plenty of music in my head to keep me awake for the long ride home.



Tuesday: Scootercommuted both ways! I don't know why my eyes tear up so much when I ride (no it's not fear or joy, though I do feel a little of both when I ride) but every time I ride, it's more and more comfortable. (BTW Dad called late to check up on me.) And fun. Speaking of which, I heard from Hannah, back from Korea and now in the south bay. We'll try to meet up this weekend, and I can't wait to see her.

Wednesday: Another successful ride to/from UCSF. Unfortunately, I won't be able to ride for the next two days as I have all-day meetings at UCOP in Oakland. I have also joined the San Francisco Scooter Girls, a club of fab scooter chicks that meet for scooter mentorship and drinks and rallies. Should be fun, and I look forward to receiving advice from some experienced riders. I ordered a jacket based on their recommendations today; can't wait to get it!

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