riding around

rolling through downtown oakland today,
i took a different way home and found some neat stuff.
like a ghetto ramp setup under the freeway.



plywood on hay bales! you'd never see this in new york.
it was in a weird space too, where it seemed like there had been construction.
there were pipes laying all over, and tool boxes, and crates full of nails.


(sorry it's blurry, this was handheld and it was getting dark fast)

anyways, i spent a bit of time there, nice little spot, and kept rolling.
happy i now had a decent default spot to session.
then i came across this little dude.



poor fella, thrown out with a bunch of other junk.
i felt bad, so i took him home. and his friends.



i guess i'll get them a fishbowl, or aquarium or something.
oakland is funny.

the perks of the job

this is what a million dollar view in san francisco looks like.
from the roof deck of the 22nd floor's southeast corner unit.
that goes for 2.8 million.


(open in a new tab to see full length, it doesn't fit in the template, and i'm too lazy to try and figure out an html fix)

okay so it's not that impressive scaled down for the net.
but standing out there, seeing all the way down mission to the water,
turning around and catching the fog crawling over the hills,
it's pretty ill...

otherwise, work sucks in general. boooo.

another week

begins tomorrow.

halloween came and went.
my birthday came and went.
the weekend came and went.

on saturday i rode my bike around,
thru oakland, berkeley, and emeryville.

and then i went to yeshi and becca's party in the city,
that brought me the strange realization
that there are SO many kids from clark out here.
and many within the last couple months or so.
i am having a SUPREMELY UNORIGINAL EXPERIENCE.
as it turns out. oh shit.

haha just kidding.
ok, i'm going to take some pictures
when i take wednesday off from work.

oh wait, the other day, coming home from work,
i was on the train reading kafka on the shore,
and when i got to my stop i decided to stay on,
to continue reading, and look out the window.
this is what east oakland looks like from the train.





sometimes i forget all about it; i moved to california, didn't i?