A Year In Mill Valley

Whenever I drive across the Golden Gate Bridge, whether it’s returning from SanFrancisco, or a trip back East, I always let out a big sigh and an ahhhhh. Does anyone else do this too?

Sent from my iPhone

Posted by email from backtalk’s posterous

I rode bikes with the boys on their first day of school. Here’s Sebastian all dressed up to ride behind me on the trail-behind bike.

He’s such a scrunch-munchy little boy still. He’s nowhere near as sophisticated as Nathaniel was at that age, nor does he make friends as easily. I just hope school is a good experience for him. And I do love him so.

Posted by email from backtalk’s posterous

I ride down the Mill Valley to Sausalito bike path on the way to the ferry each morning. I’m constantly reminded of that Harvey Keitel movie where he takes a picture from the same street corner every day for years (Smoke), because I want to do the same thing. This part of my ride is different every day. The tide. The birds. The color of the marsh. The color of the sky. Always beautiful. Always magical.

Sent from my iPhone

Posted by email from backtalk’s posterous

Heard an interesting interview with Erica Payne on KPFA’s Morning Show the other day, and
just ordered her book The Practical Progressive: How to Build a 21st Century Political Movement .

Eric on SF to Sausalito ferry

Took the ferry home tonight and ran into Eric Amsden from FM. He was in fine form.

Dinner in Saratoga before the show

Chicago live

Rachel and I went to see Chicago the other night, at the Mountain Winery in Saratoga. It was a great show, and an interesting juxtaposition to the Outside Lands Festival we attended a couple of weeks ago. They played all the old favorites — I’m A Man, 25 or 6 to 4, If You Leave Me Now, Colour My World, Saturday In The Park. I could almost hear the scratches on all those old Chicago records I’ve got sitting in boxes downstairs.

If you haven’t been to the Mountain Winery you really should find a reason to go…I think it’s the best place to see a concert in the Bay Area. They’ve expanded it since I was there last — (I used to go to 6 or 7 shows a year when I lived in Palo Alto, back when it was called the Paul Masson Winery, before the Hotmail guys bought it and gussied it up) — but it’s still a great venue. As you can see from the photos we were off to the right side of the stage, the view was great, and the sound wasn’t bad.

If you haven’t watched this series, run, don’t walk, to your nearest video store. Beautifully shot and acted.

If only there had been things like this available when I was growing up, who knows, I might have become a writer or an historian instead of a programmer.