So I was scheduled to go to Portland Oregon (well actually a place called Hillboro which is about 40 minuted outside Portland). For some reason (I suspectÂ convenience) I was tapped to go to Intel and help with certification work we were doing on a Â product.
So I went to a concert lastnight, Heuy Lewis and the news it was at this place called Mountain Winery in Saratoga. Which I discovered was not just a pretty name it’s up on the top of the mountains looking down on the whole bay the drive up was slow and steep. When I got up there the view was fantastic basically almost the whole bay laid out bellow me.
yesterday I discovered the local safeway’s has what I will term a british section with several favourites like real baked beans proper types of tea and assorted essentials like marmite and salad cream. They didn’t have any branston pickle tho and their selection of teas though better than most was restricted to PG tips and Typhoo.
So I discovered this morning I’m supposed to fly off to Oregon next week unfortunately it’s the day after the concert I booked in to see and already paid for. As far as I can tell I’m supposed to fly down there to hold someone’s hand while they do something (details are sketchy) and help if some undefined event happens that it’s within my power to correct.
Picked up a copy of Starcraft 2 at the weekend played some of the missions and so far it’s been pretty good some light rpg elements to theÂ campaignÂ ala Dawn of War 2 and a good solid RTS game. They may have taken their sweet time making the thing but it seems to have paid off.
So it’s been a weekend of ups and downs for me, it started with a very big down when I found some scum bag has stolen my bike. Friday, intending on taking a ride,Â I wandered down to the garage (which is supposed to be residents only and is behind an access controlled door) and discovered my bike was not where I left it.
Went to the cinema decided I wanted something upbeat andÂ humorousÂ so asked for a ticket for “despicableÂ me” but found when I got to the screen I’d actually got a ticket for Inception … it was like this dream I had once where I was aÂ anthropomorphicÂ pig flyingÂ biplanesÂ … or was that Porco Roso.
Went for another cycle today and managed to get as far as the freeway that I take to work. The GPS tracker app I had on my phone reckoned I’d gone 2.7 miles which tallies with what google estimates.
I spent another morning waiting in line. When going over my temporary license I noticed it had a restriction on it for corrective lenses, since I don’t wear glasses I suspected this would cause me grief since legally I the couldn’t drive on it without my nonÂ existentÂ glasses.