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Back in Rochester now... and it's always good to be back. The city's mustered 33 degrees and rain, a veritable midwinter warm spell, though my personal position is that if the weather's going to be "bad", it ought to be extreme. (Ryah [![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
four] chimes in: "extreme! Let's drink Mountain Dew!")
Ryah and Bree met me at the airport and soon enough I was scarfing down some delicious dinner left-overs at the co-op. Over the last week the place has been transformed, the kitchen painted a warm summer color, a ceiling fan installed, artwork affixed to the walls. So, back at home with ryah, the girl, the co-op, the possibility of doing physics: all of my favorite things.
A long day of travel:
PST 05:30 Mission Viejo, California
PST 07:00 Los Angeles, California
EST 17:30 Charlotte, North Carolina
EST 21:15 Rochester, New York
There were some good adventures over the last week... I'll try to post some pictures in the nearish future. On Monday my brother Eric (frickeec) and the other Eric I know (shamster) took the former's truck up Saddleback, the local mountain: Ortega Highway to Main Divide Truck Trail (N) to Santiago Peak and down Indian Truck trail, if you must know. Eric's truck makes it just too easy, though, like a hot knife through butter or something. Nothing, you know, like doing it in a little volkswagen [not intended to sound dirty!] and every minute having your suspicion that this was the worst idea of your life reconfirmed. That's adventure. We did, nonetheless, (a) rescue one stranded motorist, and (b) munge the famed freight train horns on the first big off-road bump. Once at the peak we climbed various radio towers, got microwaved, etc etc. Pictures forthcoming.
Tuesdayshamster and I hit the road for Pasadena, rendezvousing at Heather (pixieza)'s apartment with her and Moira and midendian. [Moira and Heather I met at CERN. Eric I met in elementary school. midendian I know from the glorious Internet.]
We began our Pasadena adventures with sumptuous Thai food. When I indicated that I wanted my food a bit spicy, the waitress asked just how spicy? and indicated that they maintained a spiciness scale of one to ten. Further research revealed that "standard" spiciness was a level "two". Of course we'd need at least two points to calibrate the scale... but I guessed at level four and added, "i want it to make me sweat but not make me cry" and they delivered perfection.
Too sleepy now to write of further adventures.
four] chimes in: "extreme! Let's drink Mountain Dew!")Ryah and Bree met me at the airport and soon enough I was scarfing down some delicious dinner left-overs at the co-op. Over the last week the place has been transformed, the kitchen painted a warm summer color, a ceiling fan installed, artwork affixed to the walls. So, back at home with ryah, the girl, the co-op, the possibility of doing physics: all of my favorite things.
A long day of travel:
PST 05:30 Mission Viejo, California
PST 07:00 Los Angeles, California
EST 17:30 Charlotte, North Carolina
EST 21:15 Rochester, New York
There were some good adventures over the last week... I'll try to post some pictures in the nearish future. On Monday my brother Eric (
frickeec) and the other Eric I know (shamster) took the former's truck up Saddleback, the local mountain: Ortega Highway to Main Divide Truck Trail (N) to Santiago Peak and down Indian Truck trail, if you must know. Eric's truck makes it just too easy, though, like a hot knife through butter or something. Nothing, you know, like doing it in a little volkswagen [not intended to sound dirty!] and every minute having your suspicion that this was the worst idea of your life reconfirmed. That's adventure. We did, nonetheless, (a) rescue one stranded motorist, and (b) munge the famed freight train horns on the first big off-road bump. Once at the peak we climbed various radio towers, got microwaved, etc etc. Pictures forthcoming.Tuesday
shamster and I hit the road for Pasadena, rendezvousing at Heather (pixieza)'s apartment with her and Moira and midendian. [Moira and Heather I met at CERN. Eric I met in elementary school. midendian I know from the glorious Internet.] We began our Pasadena adventures with sumptuous Thai food. When I indicated that I wanted my food a bit spicy, the waitress asked just how spicy? and indicated that they maintained a spiciness scale of one to ten. Further research revealed that "standard" spiciness was a level "two". Of course we'd need at least two points to calibrate the scale... but I guessed at level four and added, "i want it to make me sweat but not make me cry" and they delivered perfection.
Too sleepy now to write of further adventures.
