I woke up today around 7:00 AM and jumped in the shower. I had to be to a suburb of Scaramento by noon for a family get-together. I ended up dragging though, and didn’t leave Santa Clara until a little after 8:00 AM (though, in my defense, I did have to stop for gas first). On the way to Sac, I realized that I lost my directions, so I now had an excuse to stop in Davis, yay! I dropped by IDAV to print out some directions. I was hoping to see at least someone there, but no, they were all asleep, enjoying their first Saturday sleep-in of the summer (then again it was only 9:45, most of them probably weren’t even up that early during the school year).After I got done at the lab, I headed to the farmer’s market for some breakfast. The peach place wasn’t selling apples, much to my chagrin. I settled for a soft, but not perfectly ripe white peach (still good though). I also grabbed some apple juice and a sticky bun (another first, I’d never had one until today).
Hmmm, well all the excitement, and it was still only 10:45 AM. Well, I had time to kill, so there was only one thing to do… Frye’s. Let me say, I was thoroughly disappointed. I guess I’ve outgrown my huge desire to wander a nerd store, either that or Frye’s is just sub-par. I walked around for a while, looking for things to inspect, seeing if there was any miscellaneous equipment I was missing, and I couldn’t find much. I checked out the new gaming mice (overpriced for what they did it would seem), then I checked out the head phones (way overpriced, must go check out Radio Shack), then I perused laptops and computers. All in all, not too exciting, perhaps I need a fellow nerd to go with me, that way we can keep each other interested in products longer. Oh, I also saw an AC unit at Frye’s, though it was four-hundred and thirty bucks, so I think I am going to have to keep looking.
Despite the apparent failure of my visit, I did accomplish my goal, it was 11:30 AM. So with that, I headed off to the ‘burbs to reacquaint myself with second, third, fourth, and probably some fifth cousins. I had to make one quick stop at a surf and skate shop, and then I arrived. When I got there, I was one of the first ones there. My parents were already there, so they re-introduced me to a few people. I checked out my mom and dads new Spyder, then helped put a bunch of soda and beer on ice (it was so hot outside, I would’ve had any of the three right then and there).
The event was fun. I met some new people, re-met some people, saw some people I remembered but hadn’t seen in a while, and had some good BBQ food. I stuck around for about four hours, then headed back to Davis. I was going to hang out with my friend Tony, but he was really busy trying to finish something up before he left for the summer.
I called up my friend Yuan, and she said she would like to do something. She is staying in Palo Alto over the summer for her internship, so I figured I would just pick her up on the way to my place. Turns out that would have been a good idea, had I decided to take the 880 through Oakland, or if I had taken the 680 a few miles further south than I needed. See, I saw a road sign that said to exit for the Dumbarton bridge. Only problem, it was forty five minutes of surface streets! It’s only ten minutes of freeway if I had gone to the intersection of 680 and 880 and then back up to 84. Oh well, I got to see some beautiful mountain sides and experience first-hand the horror of California state highways.
Once I finally got to Yuan’s, we called up our friend Dan, who happened to be in San Jose, and forced him to go hang out with us. We didn’t know any cool places to go, so he suggested Dave & Buster’s. He gave Yuan directions over the phone, and we were on our way. Just two minor hitches: 1) Yuan didn’t remember the directions, and 2) Those that she did remember were antiquated. The map system told us to get off of the 237 at Pharoah… there is no Pharoah! We drove around for an extra forty-five minutes looking for the place. We called Anna, but she was in the middle of Chicago and thus couldn’t give us any help. Luckily, Jimbo was free, so he guided us to safety and made us laugh with his description of the actions the map system was taking.
We finally made it to D&B, then walked right through because we were hungry, and I was all jittery from too much caffeine because I was getting into a food coma on the way back and needed a quick fix so I stopped at a Shell station I had been to previously on the way to Santa Cruz (wooh! trying say that bad boy without needing an extra breath). Anyways, we walked through the Great Mall in Milpitas, and went all the way to the other side to go eat at Johnny Rocket’s. We just ordered a bunch of appetizers and split them all, then navigated our way through the closed mall back to D&B. It was after nine, so D&B was making everyone over twenty-one check-in up front and wear wristbands.
Once we got back in the place, we bought some cards and headed to the shooter games. Yuan and I beat Time Crisis II while Dan played House of the Dead IV with two guns. After that, Yuan and I went to the bar to get something to drink, then headed over to the Trivia machine. I don’t know how, but we stayed there for two hours. It is apparently more addicting than I would’ve thought. We finally were able to pull ourselves away from the machine. We went over to the redemption counter and counted our tickets, over eleven-hundred.
We didn’t find anything we wanted, so we wandered around and looked for some more games to blow our remaining credits on. I found an old school Space Invaders and Qix! I sucked at both, but it was fun playing them again. That about did it for our time at D&B, we took one last stroll through the redemption center with no luck, then took off.
Getting Yuan home was just as fun as getting to D&B. We weren’t quite sure how we got to D&B, so we just followed some random guy for awhile and luckily the SUV happened to get back to 237. We took the 237 to the 101, then navigated surface streets until we got back to Yuan’s place. Of course, she forgot her keys, so she woke someone up to get back into her house. After that, I took off, headed home, and crashed hard.