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Monday, March 28 2005
Two Eerie Items Yesterday evening, I walked to the grocery store. When I left my house, I sensed something was ... not wrong, just ... different. I walked out the gate, stepped down a few steps, turned to close the gate, and noticed the color of things. Everything was bathed in an amber glow. Now, all day yesterday, it was raining or cloudy. At the time I left my house, it was still drizzling a bit. I could see the low clouds tearing off the hills and racing across the city. And they were all lit from above. The amber light was the sun setting on the top of the clouds, before saying, "Goodnight." But the juxtaposition of the wet city with dark, super-saturated colors, the bright orange evening light, the headlights and streetlights, and the empty parks and sidewalks made for a twilight zone-ish walk to the grocery store. This morning was slightly less interesting. I was driving to work (I'm so sorry), and I was stopped at a stoplight in Oakland. The BART train was racing past on the raised tracks, heading toward San Francisco, probably. The morning sun, breaking through the parted clouds, reflected off the windows of the BART cars as they tumbled by. The progression of the reflections across the intersection, over the hood of my truck, and into my eyes was hypnotic, and I willingly blinded myself temporarily watching the spectacle. Friday, March 25 2005Yay For Bikerides. Not a bad day, when you think about it. About 8.4 miles before the belly caused us to detour. Yay critical mass!
Now the trick will be: do they do this kind of thing in Philadelphia? Sunny SF Bike Yay for sunny days and volunteering to good music. Thursday, March 24 2005The First Day After Rain The clarity of the bay, ships gliding on the glossy bay. Celebrating the sun once more. Saturday, March 19 2005Happy Teeth I got my teeth cleaned, and now I have a happy octopus.
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