November 16, 2014

Early this week I went on a couple big expeditions to relax after the madness of the last few weeks, and to take advantage of the absence of orchestra rehearsals. I went to the Lyon Street Steps and saw lots of people with more motivation than me running up and down the stairs.

Top of Lyon Street

Wish this garage gate was mine.

This is a new one.

So cool to live here...

The Presidio from Green

Tuesday was my long-awaited expedition to Lake Merced and I could look at the sunbeams poking through holes in the clouds and touching the flat grey-blue sea. I have never been this far SW in the city before and it was very beautiful. I walked along the side of the Great Highway and saw lots of broken-up asphalt and abandoned sections of road. It reminded me of Kananaskis roads after the big flood. I think the sand dunes are invading SF from the west. See photos.

Sunbeams poking through.

Looks like the Eye of God

Lone tree

Now this is funny.

Lake Merced

Lake Merced too

Hobbit-hole cache

Side notes and miniature anecdotes:

There is a guy in our history class called Bradly Pupa. Maddy keeps asking me when do I think he's going to turn into a butterfly.

There is a new girl in our studio who laughs a lot and doesn't appear to have an ego or be worried about her self-image. M and I want to befriend her and start "Blonde Awkward People Club".

Paul addressed me as "Sarah-kins" in quartet practice which I found weird and amusing. It has the potential to sound dreadfully condescending but I chose to interpret it as a term of affection.

Ian expressed a worry that he would be fired due to his "crazy" teaching methods. Abi and I reassured him that his "crazy" teaching methods were the reason we were all here. He was still worried about somebody complaining, so in my lesson he asked permission to touch my arm. I almost burst out laughing.

Here is a rough sketch I drew while waiting for M to make dinner so we could practice. I'm sure many of you can relate.

- Antisocial Violinist