The Escalators of Justice

I just finished a round of Jury Duty.  It was quite an experience.  I didn't come here to write about it, I came here to mention it.  I figured if I had some little thing that I could write down here today I would think about writing here again soon when I actually felt like writing something.  Having said that, here are some pictures from a week of Jury Duty, primarily taken while on break.

Ronnie in LA Photos

Here are some photos of Ronnie in LA

 Sunset and Dine

 La Tuna Canyon looking into the valley after a meal at the Reel Inn

 Ballona Creek Bike Path

 More Ballona Creek

 and yet some more ballona creek

 Pacific Ocean Bike Path

for the curious

it was a new radiator that the truck required.

If your car breaks down on the way to work

It's nice when you break down in a shady spot. Triple a now let's you live track the towing company. Pretty neat huh?

back and getting my mind into maybe a blog agian

until then let's enjoy Dylan and Robbie walking along the beach in Santa Monica this past weekend.

Breaky Ussie

Room key

I love room key photos. 

Where i spent much of yesterday

Im in love with this hammock. I spent a few hours in it reading "last night in twisted river" by John Irving. 

We are now on San cristobal island.  Its much sleepier than Santa Cruz and that is just perfect for us.  We are going to go swim with sea lions and snorkle today.

#pompous

This guy hangs out at the fish  market and tells them how to cut correct filets.  When they make a mistake hes forced to eat the waste.  They make many mistakes, according to him.

Yakkity yak talkin smack

This little fella put on a show for us last night. 

Today we saw many large and small turtles.  Now we eat pizza and beer and then we go snorkle in tortuga bay.

If you ever come here know that you cant get money from an atm prior to 11am.  Even a machine takes some time off in Galapagos. 

It takes all kinds

The Apple Doesn't Fall far From the Bike

I rode my bike to the store for last night and as I was approaching my garage, pictured above I did what I always do.  As I approach my driveway I burst a bit of speed and I swing my right leg up and behind me over the seat and then bring it up between my left leg and the left side of my bike.  By this time I am standing with my left leg on the left pedal and sticking my right leg out in front of me, leaning the bike into the left hand turn to my driveway.  The edges of my driveway are banked and I always hit the northern edge coming from the south and use the bank of the driveway and a bit more lean to make the left turn.  The edge both slows the bike and flings the bike harder left and I use the momentum to complete a near 180 degree turn that ends with me applying the brakes just as the bike comes to a stop where it is pictured above.  There are extra points involved if I can rest against the door of the garage with my right handlebar without having to put my feet down to the ground.  

As I performed a perfect example of this maneuver last night I thought about "The World According to Garp" and how Garp would kill the lights and fly into his driveway to the delight of his children.  Those of us who have read it knows how that works out in the long run.  

Then I had a better though and a better memory, one of my dad and his driveway antics.  When we lived on JP drive, and probably later when we lived on Country Lane in Hays, KS my dad would park his pickup on the street in front of the house.  

He would approach from the north and make a hard left into the driveway pictured above, cutting the left hard to where it was more like 115 degrees instead of 90, this would point him at the basketball goal.  He'd head almost towards the pole before hitting reverse hard and throwing the steering wheel the opposite direction to the right.  The front end of the truck would swing out into the street as he reversed and the truck as if by auto pilot would park perfectly in front of the house in line w/ the curb.  Dad made it look so easy, and I could never make it work.  I'm pretty sure dad enjoyed watching me fail at this maneuver because he seldom failed to point out how well he could do it.  He tried on any number of occasions to teach me the skill, but it just never took.  I like to think I could do it now, because I have an amazing amount of tight parking experience, but I can't say that with much confidence.

After I posted this I had another realization.  The one leg over the bike seat and back through the other leg dismount is another dad move, albeit one I learned to perfection.

I have a problem

I am having too many computers.

Another weekend Past

Friday night I played a show with Devin Tait & the Traitors at an art gallery in south centralish.  There was a guitar player/contortionist/performance artist.  Here is a video Angie took of her.  The set with Devin and crew went very well, people danced and had a great time.  I think it was the perfect show to begin my hiatus on. 

 Saturday night we stayed up late with out friend AJ and then we slept in.  Angie and I then drove out to malibu to spend some time on the beach and just be out of Loa Angeles

 We found this beach to be very nice and empty!

 See, no other peoples

 US

 selfie

 On Sunday my brothers were out of town so we rode our bikes over to hang out with bootsie.  

 He was pretty

 Then we stopped at a store to get beer and snacks to take to our friend Jennns.  I was pleased to see they had tank 7!  

Our ride was made all the more fun by the blue tooth speaker I attached to my handlebars so we could listen to the fantastic new Beck song Dreams... over and over as we rode around!