Fortunately, I’m not taking a road trip tomorrow.
Last Run7.1 mi 00:58 /08:14 pace
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When I was out in California a few weeks back Valerie played this Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros track for me after our skyline hike. In the time since, I bought the album *I am not responsible for brain damage resulting from permanent adhesion to your neurons. I was most of the way through a not very good day when I read this piece from my dad. The second half left me crying, but provided some needed perspective. Anyway, it might not matter to you, but it does to me. You can read more of his writings here.
We were playing around with my little GoPro HD camera this weekend. For this video we took one shot every 10 seconds. Unfortunately the battery only lasted three hours or so so the video doesn’t quite reach the summit.  I’m having a difficult patch in my relationship with my car this summer. Some backstory- #1: In the middle of 48 hours this year (way back on May 1st), my driver’s side door handle stopped functioning, quite randomly, as Allison and I were on a trip to home depot for ingredients to build our scale o’ justice. Since then, I’ve either been relying on LZ to open the door for me from the passenger side, or I’ve had to slightly dislocate my left shoulder to reach from the rear door to pop the front door open. Needless to say it is interestingly risky when I’m forced to do this in traffic. #2: On the way back from my mom’s birthday party (July 17th), my muffler and/or every single pipe connected to it exploded. I’ve been deafening myself and neighbors ever since. #3: The day before Foss Fest (July 24th), some jackass broke off my driver’s side mirror in the brief hours I was home, between 1am and 6am. This, my dad helped me epoxy back on. Since I’m trying not to be totally irresponsible (and am road-tripping this weekend), I finally, finally took the car in to get issues #1 and #2 fixed this week. $392 dollars I don’t have later, badda bing, perfectly functioning car! So happy! As I walk over to inspect said beauty in the mechanic’s lot, my bag catches on the epoxied mirror and snap, I break it off again, my own self. The car was totally fixed and in my possession for approximately 30 seconds. Point being, I have more epoxy, and need someone with steady hands. This could be your big chance to accidentally glue yourself to my ride!
I’ll be back in California this weekend, attending a wedding of someone I was close to in high school but haven’t seen in a disturbingly large number of years. After that, I’m going to look around and find a highish looking point and then walk to the top of it. That’s my entire plan*. I’m being told that despite my great idea to fly into San Jose and thereby avoiding San Francisco ‘summer’ altogether, it’s projected to be cold and damp down in the Palo Alto area. But given that that information comes from an unreliable source long since spoiled by California perfection it will probably be utterly gorgeous all weekend. *Ok fine we’re also planning to visit Stanford. And play with miss chloe. And eat as many avocados as humanly possible. |
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and have been abusing it heavily, to such an extent that I’ve been forbidden from singing this particular song in other people’s presence. That shouldn’t stop you though – you’ve not been banned, yet. Listen* learn and sing to the mighty irritation of the ones you love. 
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