There was frost on cars this morning - some had to scrape! But... this is
California - it's not supposed to be cold! I'm still getting used to
conditions in the North, where T says we sometimes see temperatures
My god-daughter V rang me up - for Science class her assignment was to
interview a scientist (or at least, somebody whose work is scienteefic),
and so (ahem, ahem) I was put on the spot.
- What's the funnest thing about your job?
- Using the elaborate hardware, and just being there, on-base.
- What's the hardest part of your job?
- Solving problems and working with difficult people
And so forth, about a dozen questions, some pretty tough.
For example, my fast answer to the "best thing about
your current job" question ("easy to goof off") was
obviously inappropriate so I had to come up with
something else; even the euphemistic "lack
of supervision" sounded wrong, and I can't
recall what my actual, vague answer to that one
Weird phrase of the day, from "Whad'Ya Know": "Reptiles From the
Seventh Level." It's quite nice having access to
radio show once again. Earlier in the morning I was listening
to the Saturday morning soundtrack show on KFJC. Host Robert Emmett
played the real music of a tune that's stayed with me for thirty
years - I knew it from the "Stingray" program, that supermarionation show based underwater. Now
the music has a name - it wasn't the main theme, as I thought,
rather: "March Of The Oysters". I called him up to discuss that,
and also "Panic In The Year Zero" vis-à-vis
Y2K, since he played audio from previews for that film.
Later, off through the city, and over the bridge. C is
here, staying with T up in Marin County during the weekend,
until his official business trip begin Sunday evening. We'd made
plans to go out for dinner, but a storm blew in so we stayed put
and had tasty beef stew with great hunks of toasty sourdough
bread. Much jolly talk of old times, including our days together
in grade school. Then I drove home over the Golden Gate bridge.
Occasional flooding slowed my City traversal, followed by
the long, dark ride down the 280 freeway until I finally cruised
through Los Altos and arrived home, exhausted.
Some final notes on my recent trip South:
- One glance at the Theme Building at LAX meant no interest in
visiting "Encounter" this trip - the thing's covered with scaffolding,
some heavy restoration happening with the exterior, spoiling the view
from the new restaurant within.
- A depressing aspect about driving around LA was the shock at
seeing new strip malls - not like the smaller mini-malls but bigger
affairs "anchored" by large stores, like new supermarkets. The pace
of rapid development continues in the Los Angeles basin - when will
it end? How much is too much? I like how fast things change in LA;
my annoyance is more with the excess - these new places seemed
unnecessary. Must every boulevard be developed until they're all
completely lined with stores?
- On my way back up here I stopped in Santa Barbara for the first
time ever. Seemed quite a pleasant place, and a real eye-popper was
their Mission - the thing was huge, like a fortress, and beautiful.
It was the first one compelling enough to visit - perhaps next time.