Finally I’m posting…I feel like I’ve “fallen off the wagon” again and I’m getting back into the grove suddenly. So like all recovering anti-cyberists I’m starting slow. This will be a short one with a recycled facebook photo, but I promise more later!
So this last weekend I took a hiatus to San Francisco and came back with a fresh-eye. While Orange County may be full of promising advertising, 75 degrees, sunshine and amazing opportunities…its constant halo of Louis Vuitton products and stilettos can be creatively stifling sometimes. I didn’t realize how much I missed my eco-friendly “rough” design family until I caught myself snapping pictures of graffiti on Market St.
As impossible as it may seem to visit San Francisco for reasons other than to admire the creative genius that flourishes there…I was actually in town to run the Bay To Breakers 12k marathon. What at first sounds impossibly long to the faint of foot, was actually pretty comfortable with only moderate jogging. You definitely can’t go with the mind-set you’re competing for time. It’s really just a parade and everyone joins in! At first we couldn’t even run because we were shoulder to shoulder with everyone else, walking room only. Eventually the crowd began to even out and we could start jogging a few blocks down (once everyone noticed that at least 1 in every 50 people running were stark naked there was less shoulder rubbing). The costumes and atmosphere was fantastic, we saw several running tent-people that were pretending to “occupy Bay to Breakers”, the kid from Pixar’s UP! (complete with baloons), Salmon people running against the crowd (upstream!) and even Lego-block people. I’d highly recommend an insane marathon to spark anyone’s creative genius.
Unfortunately I haven’t written in so long you’ve also missed the second most entertaining thing in my life recently…the Seal Beach dolphin fiasco! Several weeks ago our neighborhood was alerted to the presence of a lone dolphin trapped in the wetlands to the South of us (our charming beach-bum town is sandwhiched between a marsh/wetlands and the beach on a peninsula). One poor dolphin managed to squeeze over to the wetlands during high-tide, apparently chased over by a pod of aggressive dolphins. Afraid to leave and scared of going out a different route that led past the Huntington Harbor Yacht Club, he stuck around for about a week generating all kinds of chaos. People came from all over to visit him, News-Crews were all over our streets, and everyone gossiped about it in the apartment hot-tub. Coincidentally, Zach and me went out paddle-boarding the same weekend in the harbor and ended up swimming with the aggressive pod the whole time thinking “We found his family!” only to realize later we were fraternizing with the enemy! Fortunately the dolphin is now free (no thanks to us) and that concludes our local drama for the year…