I’ve had an amazing, and incredibly full trip out to SF.
Saturday was rafting with SF Gay Hikers (grand total 11 of us) & a new-to-me Catan. I got up early, headed down to the Jamba Juice by the Safeway on Market and met up with the group. We spent an unnecessary amount of time and effort figuring out who should go in which car, and eventually packed it up and headed up north to Sacramento. We went on the very mild south fork of the american river. at worst, there were category two rapids, and those were few and far between. I liked getting out and swimming along side the raft. We stopped at one point for a convenient cliff. I did a few cannoballs, a twist, and a somersault into the water. I decided to stop there before injuring myself in attempting to do some sort of back dive. We were like the only group on the river without booze or minors. On the way to & back we had several interesting conversations in the car. Including a clear distinction between sleazy and skanky.
Two of the gentlemen had a board game night they wanted to get to. I got an invite to it. The hosts are big fans of the catan series. I brought my Giant Ziplock Bag o’ Games GZBoG (it’s amazing how many games you can fit into a small space when you take them out of their boxes) but it was mostly neglected for the weekend. We only played Seafarers. I lost, I was unimpressed. It adds a little, but not alot to Catan, imho. Still has run away winners, too much time spent formulating deals that go nowhere, and random progress courtesy the dice.
Sunday was Tom’s & Urso’s Wedding. Most minimal wedding ever. Even more minimal than
Monday was Bike rental and underwear night. Still recovering from my sunburn from Saturday, I went out and picked up a hybrid bike rental from the eastern edge of golden gate. totally different feel from my bike at home. Better maintained, but heavier, bigger, wider, with shocks and handlebar padding. It was the SUV of bicycles. Also a little short on me. Glad I reserved a road bike for the triathlon.
Monday evening, I went to underwear night in the Castro. I did not get down to my underwear myself. I did however meet a very attractive gentleman and make out with him at the back of the bar. Numbers were exchanged, plans were made, and not followed up on. A true SF experience.
Tuesday was talk with professor, east bay lunches, meeting Adam & time with tom. I went over to UC Berkeley and talked to a professor there about the Energy and Resources Group and maybe doing a PhD with them. He was encouraging, and made grad school sound fun. We glossed over the money thing. I really don’t know what to expect. I know funding generally depends on field, but what does that mean for an interdisciplinary PhD? Especially one where you can go technically heavy or technically light, depending on your own focus? Hmmm. I should talk to current students in the program. I also quizzed all past and present PhD students I hung out with about their thoughts on PhD programs. I’m mildly pro-PhD at present and majorly pro Bay Area.
I had an early lunch with Lili at crepevine, where I had blueberry pancakes with extensive enjoyable conversation. I had an early dinner with
Wednesday was union hijinks, meeting new people and board games. I went into the office for a union meeting, where little progress was made (fortunately, that was remedied this week). But I did get to meet the SF union rep, and see a bit of the office. I could live with the SF office no problem. But I doubt it will happen.
That evening, I went for board games in the east bay, where I met
Thursday was lunch with Josh R, Meeting Alan, seeing Tom’s parents, and having dinner with Josh W before heading across the bay for quality time with
Friday was my longest non-competition run ever, lunch with angie, and seeing insignificant others for the first time. I started the morning off by canceling a union meeting and running a little over 8 miles (in an hour and 25 minutes.) This is the longest run I’ve done except for the run in april, and I didn’t have anyone handing me water and gatorade this time. Plus, it was a lot cooler in chicago in april. I don’t feel too bad about my time. Angie and I meandered around a bit and got lunch between the fruit bar collective and gregoire’s. Now I realize I’m from the midwest, but deep-fried mashed potatoes? Really? =) Enh, not my thing, but Angie likes them. =)
I then went across the bay, picked up my bike from tom’s and proceeded to try to bike from SF civic center to fisherman’s wharf … right across the steepest hill in SF. This didn’t work terribly well. It was slow, difficult going, and I got off and walked, arrived about 10 minutes late, and very sweaty. I also had a headache, probably related to dehydration and exertion, through out the play. I was quite favorably impressed with Insignificant Others. It worked well. And while I didn’t see any character that seemed modeled off of me, I definitely saw bits and pieces of myself in the characters. Particularly Jordan (pining after the unavailable is my prime specialty) and his crush (disappointing those pining after me is my secondary specialty) I got to see
Me: “Hi there, do you guys have water?”
Her: “We have spearmint, peppermint, and orangemint flavored water.”
Me: “Okay, but do you have, you know, water water?”
Her: “Metromint is one of our sponsors.”
Me: “I’ll take the orangemint.”
The flaking with Geoff (from underwear night) occurred after the musical, and I was okay with that. I was tired and cranky, and it was late.
Saturday was WoW time, farmer’s market, Simon/Lili time, and then spades with SF Gay Hikers. I started off the morning with an Underbog run with two 70’s and me a lowly 64. One of the 70’s was an enhancement shaman, and the 63 tank kept wanting aggro. Good luck buddy, you need it. =) We cleared it quickly and easily, despite chain lightning from the final boss in a heavily melee party.
We then hit Flacos at the berkeley farmer’s market, where I got a soft taco, a taquito and a tamale all fake meat. It was delicious. Then was hang out time with Lili and Simon at Angie’s place. After which I went across the bay to Spades night with three other guys from the sf gay hikers group. I ended up being partnered with one of the guys that I have a crush on from the group. We won because he carried me (not that I was useless, but he was more useful). I bid nil once and blew it on the final trick. He made a double nil and two or three single nils, blowing only one nil.
Sunday was flying away home. I got up and looked at the chicago time on my laptop and freaked out. I was halfway to angie’s Starbucks when I realized my snafu, so I went in, grabbed some breakfast and talked with her before heading to the airport. We also got her starbucks wireless account going.
I miss the bay area. I think that’s like half of the crankysad that’s been running my week.
yay you met Elliott 🙂 I have yet to.
Did you take any trip pictures?
Elliot is well worth the meeting.
I always remember to consume suitcase space with my camera and I never remember to use it. =)
What a wonderful sounding week for you! I’m glad you had fun and got to explore both the social scene and the academic one. Sorry it’s led to crankysad, but you’re getting a chance to shape where you want to go and (unlike too many people I know) you do have somewhere you want to go and something you want to do, so you’re not doing badly there. For me, my time in SF was time that I knew I was waiting to transition to something else. But it sounds like it’ll be your destination, and that’s nice to know.
Catan with Seafarer’s is really just more Catan (as you saw): it doesn’t really add anything special to the game but if you’re tired of the base game it’s different, which is its major bonus. In spades I’m that guy that goes nil a lot more than other people and makes it: too much bridge means I know how cards will fly and I count (for which I’ve been accused of cheating but what can you do?).
And sorry about ninjalogging last night before arranging the ginvite: by the end of my raid I was tired and had a headache and just wanted to go to bed.
I was a little cranky about the ninja logging, but I got over it. Some west coast babyqueers (early 20’s) with brains invited me to their guild (the closet). After running rfc with a total twit/weasel of a healer. Also, this makes me want to start a healing-specced anything (probably not pally or priest. Druid, I guess, for maximum flexibility. Druid #80, please step forward…)
I really wish some mmorpg would do the right thing and allow account-based chat rather than character based chat. I don’t care that I’m alliance on a different server, I’d like to be able to chat with people of another allegiance on a different server. Strictly for chat/afk/current location purposes.
Well, we can try again when next we’re online (I don’t know if I’ll play live or beta tonight) or not as you prefer. As long as there’s the opportunity to chat it ends up working out (and yeah, I agree that chat being so limited is annoying).
Mmm, I love me my druid. 🙂
Now you’ve made me want to see who’s in the closet….
woot! glad you liked it!