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Sunday, July 31, 2005

Bucky

I really like this quote from th liner of Buckminster Fuller's Critical Path:
"Conventional Critical-Path Conceptioning is linear and self-under-informative. Only spherically expanding and contracting, spinning, polarly involuting and evoluting orbital-system feedbacks are both comprehensively and incisively informative. Spherical-orbital critical-feedback circuits are pulsative, tidal, importing and exporting. Critical-path elements are not overlapping linear modules in a plane: they are systematically interspiraling complexes of omni-interrelevant regenerative feedback circuits."

I don't really know what a "systematically interspiraling complex of omni-interrelevant regenerative feedback circuits" is, but doesn't it just sound like a whole barrel of fun?
Sorry...

Dad finished the 1/2 marathon in 1:58 exactly. Way to go, Dad!

Racing Dad

I dropped my dad off to run the 2nd half of the SF Marathon this morning. It was foggy and cold, and I'm not sure if my brain was completely working at the time. I'm supposed to be getting text messages on my phone as he passes each of the mile markers on the course- I got one when he passed the start, but that was almost 50 minutes ago...
Yesterday, I finally rented a storage unit to put all my stuff in. Packing is such a tough thing to do sometimes... I can't decide what to bring with me, what to leave here, what to put in a box in case I need it shipped to me, what I'm going to need for the next week... I think I'm putting too much thought into it, a year really isn't that long. Tonight I'm bringing my bed frame and matresses over there; looks like I'll be sleeping on the floor for the next 2 weeks! Maybe I'll set up a tent on my floor...

Friday, July 29, 2005

El Mariachi















Tonight I took my dad out to dinner with Cassie, Jakob and Eric. We went to La Rondalla, which has always been one of my favorite spots in the Mission. The decor alone is enough to draw me back time and time again- the ceiling is in a constant celebration of every fun holiday ever conceived of!

The highlight of the night for me was Jakob's duet with the mariachi superhero leading the band- it was... as awesome as the singer's sweet, sweet blue jumpsuit.

Mike shirt

I made this shirt out of my brother's passport photo. I made some shrinky-dink earrings out of it too (tracing by Rachel). Pretty soon everyone in SF wil be wearing Mike, without even knowing who he is!

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Packing is no fun!

I have so many plastic containers! I'm paralyzed just looking at them... what to bring, what to leave, what to sell, what to dump? Hopefully I'll get this all done soon so I can relax before I leave on the 14th.