i have been tagged by stephanie for a meme on seven odd things. i have seen memes on many blogs but i'm still unclear on the concept. i don't even know how to pronounce it. i thought may be it was a play on words me! me! because they're often lists about one's fascinating self.
so, since i'm not playing by the rules set for this particular meme, i'm going to list seven things i will never understand:
3. talkers, or people who can't shut up
4. long fingernails
5. saying "or whatever" at the end of every other sentence
6. habitual spitting
7. drivers with with subwoofers that rattle fourth story windows.
oh no, is it seven already? i can go on listing forever. may be i should turn this into a hundred bitter things about me.
i don't really know who to tag. can i tag people who don't have blogs? because i suspect the bloggers i know wouldn't put up with my shenanigans. i'll tag them anyway.
i went hiking on mount tam the weekend before last and i had a terrible time. the only good thing about the trip was spotting a dozen of the native orchids.
dipsea trail at pantoll ranger station
isn't the moss crazy? it covers the entire hillside like a carpet. makes for a perfect backdrop for the orchids. sadly, masses of hikers marched right past this vibrant patch of spring colors and not one person stopped to look. everyone was too busy talking at maximum volume, i guess.
bay bridge in the distance
i took that picture yesterday on my hike down to kirby cove. jg wanted to bike into the gerbode valley and i wanted to check out the short coastal hikes so we had to park along scenic conzelman road.
lots of butterflies
kirby cove trailhead is right on conzelman. loads of tourists hung around along the road but thankfully, no one got on the trail. i hiked the 0.9 mile down to the water.
other than the small family of beachcombers, i had the beach pretty much to myself. it was neat to get a different perspective of the bridge.
on the hike back up, i took a short detour to get a good look at the campground. i can imagine spending a weekend here.
after the kirby cove hike, i still had a half hour to kill before picking up jg at the marin headlands visitor center. i went to check out the lighthouse at point bonita.
bridges to lighthouse
the hike was short but steep, including a short tunnel. unfortunately, there was wait to cross the bridge to the lighthouse. only two persons were allowed on the bridge at a time. i got in line behind about twenty people. we were entertained by a volunteer geologist.
he handed out oreo cookies, which made fairly effective visual aid for plate tectonics.
after ten minutes of waiting in line and pondering the chances of that bridge collapsing while i'm on it (and the headlines it would make), i decided to turn around. plus it was about time to meet up with...
not sure if he ran over a puddle or stuck his face in it
on the way out of fort baker, we followed two school busses. at a red light, a kid jumped off one of the busses to pee against a bushy hillside. a few seconds later one of his buddies jumped out and pushed him into the bushes. i couldn't believe my eyes. jg busted up laughing. so did the people in the car behind us. fucking teenagers.
here they are as we passed them on the golden gate bridge.
kings christian school
i didn't hike as much as i had hoped but i had a good time exploring. i hope to check out the rest of the short coastal trails in the marin headlands. i'll definitely go back and test my fate on the bridge at point bonita. i might need to lose 25 pounds first.
i had so much fun snowboarding yesterday. jg and i decided to spend the last of our quad pak lift ticket at northstar on easter sunday. it was magnificently warm and sunny. the resort was nearly deserted. and i only fell once!
fat head heathen
embarrassingly enough, i wiped out while trying to go as fast as i could on a flat stretch. nothing scares me more than a flat trail.
anyway, look at my one knee in that picture. isn't it scary looking? i was wearing jg's skateboarding kneepads. i had bruised up my knees pretty badly the time before so jg made me strongly suggested that i protect them this time. wearing them along with the enormous ass pads made me feel like a lump waddling around. surprising to see that i don't look entirely clumsy in pictures.
assessing slope steepness on the ax handle trail
i met jg at the top of the mountain for lunch. afterward, we went for a blue run that turned out to be the steepest i've ever done. jg took footage of me shredding my way down. i thought i was going pretty fast but the video shows otherwise. i slid out a couple times. i was testing out the knee pads. i really was. i swear!
i have worn many of my handknit hats snowboarding but none received half as many compliments as this one did. a northstar staff guy pointed at my head saying, "sweeeeet hat." a woman in the parking lot shouted, "i love your hat!" comments all day long, in the lift line, on the slopes, even in the restroom. in the morning, each time i heard a compliment i was never quite sure if it was directed at me. toward the end of the day, i just say thanks without even looking. because i'm a star that way,
jg and i went to mount diablo yesterday. what a terrible state park. i would blog about it except i don't want to ruin your monday. instead, i'm going to post pictures of my terrific nephew.
that was taken over a week ago when phil, jg, and i went for a short hike in the hills behind my sister's house. the ground was covered with wild flowers. i picked ones in shades of purple. it's my sister's favorite color.
san jose 22 march 2008
anyway, phil is currently living in san francisco and, unlike me, he is liking it just fine. he is a swell kid with excellent taste in music and my brand of humor. here he is,