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Fun at IO · There is a conscious effort to make Google IO not just an information-dense environment, but a party. I joined in the fun for all three evenings I was free in San Fran. This included one photo-walk, one rock & roll performance, and one cross-faction Ingress event. Here are words and pictures ...
Three of San Fran · Photos, I mean. I was staying a few blocks west of Moscone West, and that’s the wrong direction. But I enjoyed the walk even though there were severely damaged people along the way to smile at or avoid or step over. With a sad story ...
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Bay Aerials · It’s what you do when you fly into San Francisco; you take pictures out the airplane window, because the city is photogenic. And those of us in the tech business fly in a lot ...
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Stuck in the Ceiling · Just a picture I shot while walking around San Francisco not too long ago ...
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San Fran Shadows · Last week I took a brief trip to San Francisco, and managed to escape for a walk. Lots of buildings had interesting shadows on them ...
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SFO Domestic Hints · If you do technology, you probably find yourself traveling through SFO, a.k.a. San Francisco International Airport, regularly. Here are a couple of hints. I don’t go across the ocean from there, so thus these exclude the international terminal ...
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Travel Pix · I broke down and got a Canon A710 IS and, like the reviewers say, it doesn’t weigh much, it didn’t cost much, it has a great big zoom and seems to take OK pictures. There’s nothing very inspiring about it and I would probably have been willing to pay twice as much for something with RAW and more interesting glass and so on, but apparently the camera biz has walked away from the high-end compact ...
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Dumbarton · This is the name of the southernmost bridge across San Francisco Bay. At the west end is our Menlo Park campus, where I usually work while I’m here, and at the east end is Newark, a salt-mining town, where I usually stay. So I’ve driven across that bridge a lot, usually in a hurry, often noting that there’s a walking trail at one end and a wildlife refuge at the other. Yesterday I stopped at both. Herewith the pictures, with remarks on tequila and hell ...
From Nob Hill · I stayed a night last week at a hotel on on Nob Hill in San Francisco which was only OK so it gets no link, but my room was on the nineteenth floor looking south, and the Fogtown morning air and the vista’s breadth were way too much for my little pocket camera, but a couple are worth publishing anyhow just because they’re fun to look at ...
Don’t Feed the Bears · Just some pretty pictures, that’s all folks, nothing here to think about, move right along. Including, along with the title shot, one AFS, one AFSF, and a plum in a dishrack ...
agnès b. · Herewith photos of two San Francisco storefronts, one whose name I don’t know, the other whose name I liked enough to use for a title ...
Pride! · I rolled into San Francisco mid-morning and didn’t have to be at work till noon, so I took the BART rather than a cab. I hadn’t done the SFO train for a while and it’s pretty efficient these days, I recommend it. Anyhow, it was a good thing I did, because I emerged from the subway to the sound of drums and the prancing of majorettes, in fact some extremely major majorettes if you know what I mean, today was the big Gay Pride weekend. My pictures didn’t come out that well, so here are some mental snapshots: the drum majorettes, all pizazz and rhythm, I think they were really girls too but well anyhow; this dude with a Ford Pinto entirely covered in spangles (windows too, driver too); and the gaggle of gay cops, some of them were ultra-tuff-looking but my fave was the chubby lady motorcycle cop grinning ear to ear on her huge gleaming hawg. It was a real treat for me because I was standing behind these two big loud-voiced guys that cheered wildly at every float and marching band, and gaily heckled the cops; not the marching-in-the-parade cops, the keeping-order-by-the-curb cops: “You go, girl! Shake that bootehhhhhhhh”. They even cheered the unglamorous police commissioner waving determinedly in her dowdy convertible. By coincidence, on the way down to San Fran I read God and Country, an excellent New Yorker piece that, while also about America, is definitely covering a different tribe than the one turning out for the parade. It’s hard to believe these tribes share the same country. Anyhow, we had fun at NetBeans Day, but I think they had more over at the parade.
Bay Area Dining and Death · Dinner on successive nights in the City and the Valley: Monday with Dervala at Fringale, Tuesday with Lauren at La Strada in Palo Alto. The differences are instructive, and the distance can be deadly ...
San Fran, OK · I had an interesting Friday, up and down the Peninsula and with lots of tasty flavors ...
Airphotos and Levels · Herewith two shots taken on the trip to the Bay yesterday, with an advisory on the awesome power of PhotoShop ...
SFO · In my new job, I’m seeing a whole lot of SFO a.k.a. San Francisco International Airport. Going into San Jose would be better but there are a lot of places that you can’t get there from. Herewith a practical time-saving driving hint, and a rant about the stupid, stupid, stupid monorail ...
2003/9/11 · In San Francisco on that anniversary, attending the Seybold conference. So far an OSCOM hackathon, a bomb threat, and some pure-California visual poetry ...
