Palo Alto

August 26, 2014

Got up too early and rode. Morning freeway, morning train, morning bike. Frigid and fog shrouded and the sun ain’t even up yet. Dad would know the place but he wouldn’t. Opened papers have turned to laptops in Caltrain windows. 85 is the new 65 on 280. You don’t ride leisurely to the office in […]

April 29, 2014

Riding alongside Caltrain. Commuters in rows. Roses in yards. Yellow, reds, greens. Girls in sundresses riding bikes. Boys in business suits riding to offices. Oranges dangle in trees. Treats for the eyes. Each time we ride, home from the cafe. – Jon Oropeza

April 25, 2014

Rain morning in Palo Alto. Drip + drip = Ick. A fine morning to continue my love / hate affair with Zombie Runner: At 8:59 I hate the place, standing out in the rain, in line for this thing to open. By 9:05 I’m delighted. A well-pulled shot of well-roasted espresso, what can you say? […]

April 2, 2014

pausing to admire the cherry blossoms from my basement apartment a puppy’s head flies up to snatch at branches – I didn’t get a picture, but this really happened. – Jon Oropeza

February 20, 2014

(California Version) Biked to Cal Ave for lunch. Had to walk the bike halfway down the street to find an empty rack. Everyone was out: not just the kids from Stanford but the tech employees, the designers and developers and the real nerds who muck around in database administration which makes them no different from […]

January 10, 2014

Zombie Runner, 8:58AM. Three of us out front. Waiting, annoyed, at this coffee shop that doesn’t open until 9. The nerve – Finally inside. A recording of the Goldberg Variations on the stereo. And the macchiato is their own take on espresso, Northern Italian if I know my coffee, with a dollop of milk. In […]

January 9, 2014

Walking back from the park. Looking at the oak trees with their rumpled leaves from last summer still clinging to the branches. Last year’s models. Last year’s girls. Since I was looking up, I noticed a palm in a neighbor’s yard that I hadn’t noticed before. A gorgeous, fat-trunked palm. Beautifully appropriated, balanced, with a […]