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Live (except not) from Cambria
Nov. 27th, 2003 11:56 amNot sure when I'll get the chance to post it, but I'm writing it on Wednesday evening. Read time-references thusly.
For once, I managed to arrive at the BART station a nice solid four minutes before an appropriate train was leaving; no hasty running to catch the right train, and no having to wait for fifteen or twenty minutes until the next one showed up. Getting to SFO was a cinch, but I'd done it before, as well; hadn't been to the United terminal since they put in the BART connection, but that was simple as well. There was a neat display of chests and mirrors and frames along the moving walkway. I love the changing installations. When I reached my gate, I nearly went and sat in a nearby café and had coffee; it was a good thing that I didn't, because when I actually went right up to the gate, I discovered a sign that said there was a bus service to the commuter terminal for all flights from that gate. San Luis Obispo, it turns out, only has little prop jets that fly to it; well, at least ones that go from SFO. This answers one question that I'd had in my mind, namely, wouldn't the flight only take about twenty minutes? In fact, it takes more like forty because the plane is so small. It was a propeller plane. That's so cool. Anyway, while I was sitting in the commuter terminal, there were three sisters (college age and older) and their mother sitting opposite me, and I overheard one of them say that she'd gotten her sweatshirt from Homestarrunner. And then her sister said, "The system is down. The system is down." Which amused me, thank you,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
leech. ;)
It was a nice flight, though I had a headache, which made me appreciate it less than I might have done otherwise. The sunset was just blazing up with slashes of gold and red as we were landing, and then the pit of the sky started darkening and I could almost but not quite see a few stars — I saw them briefly whenever I didn't look. I could, of course, see Venus perfectly well.
My parents met me at the airport, which is absolutely tiny; I'd been there once before, long ago, when my grandmother flew down to Cambria from SF one Thanksgiving. It felt kind of like coming full circle. Then we went to La Fandango, a Basque restaurant in SLO; my mother said to me, "Isn't there a song about a fandango?" So I immediately sang "Dance a cachuca," knowing that was what she was thinking of, and indeed it was so. :)
Cambria's the same as ever, at least in the dark, but it never changes anyway. I was fiddling around with Photoshop about an hour ago and discovered that, aha, I do in fact have Adobe ImageReady on my computer, which means I didn't need to fool around with Microsoft GIF Animator in the first place and also that I can now optimize images to a file size without having to pretend like I'm going to edit a picture for the web and then go "oh I fooled you" to Photoshop. But actually, I'm still quite keen on Microsoft GIF Animator. I experimented with ImageReady by making a slightly different version of the Oz icon, which I will probably upload when I get back to Berkeley and have a DSL connection again. Hopefully I can swap it for the current Oz icon without the icon getting defaulted in already-posted comments and entries.
My father, however, forgot to bring the Cambria pictures from the summer, so those will have to wait for longer than I thought. He's promised to mail them to me when he gets back home.
Poor Pepper is having more trouble walking, it looks like. He doesn't go quite in a straight line, these days. *sniffle*
For once, I managed to arrive at the BART station a nice solid four minutes before an appropriate train was leaving; no hasty running to catch the right train, and no having to wait for fifteen or twenty minutes until the next one showed up. Getting to SFO was a cinch, but I'd done it before, as well; hadn't been to the United terminal since they put in the BART connection, but that was simple as well. There was a neat display of chests and mirrors and frames along the moving walkway. I love the changing installations. When I reached my gate, I nearly went and sat in a nearby café and had coffee; it was a good thing that I didn't, because when I actually went right up to the gate, I discovered a sign that said there was a bus service to the commuter terminal for all flights from that gate. San Luis Obispo, it turns out, only has little prop jets that fly to it; well, at least ones that go from SFO. This answers one question that I'd had in my mind, namely, wouldn't the flight only take about twenty minutes? In fact, it takes more like forty because the plane is so small. It was a propeller plane. That's so cool. Anyway, while I was sitting in the commuter terminal, there were three sisters (college age and older) and their mother sitting opposite me, and I overheard one of them say that she'd gotten her sweatshirt from Homestarrunner. And then her sister said, "The system is down. The system is down." Which amused me, thank you,
leech. ;)It was a nice flight, though I had a headache, which made me appreciate it less than I might have done otherwise. The sunset was just blazing up with slashes of gold and red as we were landing, and then the pit of the sky started darkening and I could almost but not quite see a few stars — I saw them briefly whenever I didn't look. I could, of course, see Venus perfectly well.
My parents met me at the airport, which is absolutely tiny; I'd been there once before, long ago, when my grandmother flew down to Cambria from SF one Thanksgiving. It felt kind of like coming full circle. Then we went to La Fandango, a Basque restaurant in SLO; my mother said to me, "Isn't there a song about a fandango?" So I immediately sang "Dance a cachuca," knowing that was what she was thinking of, and indeed it was so. :)
Cambria's the same as ever, at least in the dark, but it never changes anyway. I was fiddling around with Photoshop about an hour ago and discovered that, aha, I do in fact have Adobe ImageReady on my computer, which means I didn't need to fool around with Microsoft GIF Animator in the first place and also that I can now optimize images to a file size without having to pretend like I'm going to edit a picture for the web and then go "oh I fooled you" to Photoshop. But actually, I'm still quite keen on Microsoft GIF Animator. I experimented with ImageReady by making a slightly different version of the Oz icon, which I will probably upload when I get back to Berkeley and have a DSL connection again. Hopefully I can swap it for the current Oz icon without the icon getting defaulted in already-posted comments and entries.
My father, however, forgot to bring the Cambria pictures from the summer, so those will have to wait for longer than I thought. He's promised to mail them to me when he gets back home.
Poor Pepper is having more trouble walking, it looks like. He doesn't go quite in a straight line, these days. *sniffle*
