In Rainbows

The title of this post is also the name of the last Radiohead album. This post has nothing to do with Radiohead.

But it does something to do with rainbows. And trains.

On the CalTrain ride home from work today, we sat at the Bayshore station for 20 minutes because there was an accident on the tracks somewhere in San Francisco that prevented the trains from going through.

But as I sat there on the train I could see a full rainbow over the bay. I took photos with my iPhone and tried unsuccessfully to stitch them together on my computer. So here are the two photos, of either end of the rainbow:


























I also tried to take another photo of the rainbow while passing by a scrap metal dump, but the rainbow was barely visible:


This could be seen as a metaphor for urban life: fleeting moments of beauty sitting upon a huge pile of shit.

missing the ocean

We used to live less than one mile from the ocean. We could see it from a window in our house. Now we live on the other side of the city, several miles from the ocean. I used to go to the beach, either to surf, run, or just watch the sunset, nearly every day. Now it's been weeks since I've seen it and I realize just how much I miss it. Something about the ocean just draws me to it, and I'm really feeling that pull strongly right now.

I will, however, have some time to go this weekend Stella & Jeffrey are going to Ann Arbor on Saturday until Thursday. Some portion of my free time will involve the ocean, hopefully surfing on it. The surf report for Saturday looks a bit intense for me with waves 5-8 feet high. I like around 3 foot waves the best, since I still totally suck at surfing. Hopefully sunday will be calmer, but if not, I'll probably see what I can do with the bigger waves.