No maps for these territories

My three-day weekend is gone! Where did it go?

1) 73.9 miles: from home to long lunch at Fuzio’s in San Francisco and Wikipedia meetup: yay. I didn’t count how many people came, but it felt like 25 or so, and was a success despite the rain. Many good conversations. Kat came out from DC for the day just for the meetup, which was fabulous. I am mildly jealous of her Wikipedia travel!

Rocking out to on the drive: The Hold Steady, Boys and Girls in America — my new favorite rock album of the week.

2) 121 miles: the Embarcadero center, via some closed streets and wretched traffic, to Monterey, where I got in late to the hotel and watched most of Office Space. The next day, hung out with my cousin, my uncle, my other cousin, and their respective families (including two adorable babies). Assorted family members were running a half marathon. I sat on the curb and cheered as they went by.

Rocking out to: Ghostland Observatory, Paparazzi Lightning. They are much better live than recorded, which is why I’m going to see them on the 29th.

3) 174 miles: Monterey to home, via blue skies, the artichoke fields of Watsonville, and the heavy traffic of San Jose.

Rocking out to: Boston, on the radio; old soul classics, also on the radio; and Ani DiFranco, The Official Bootlegs. This was sent free to me by Easy Street Records on the online purchase of the above two albums. Yay Easy Street! Support your local awesome present-giving record store!

4) 147 miles: from home to Reno, where I met up with my friend who was in town for a computing conference. We played a grand total of $5 on the slots, but spent $40 on the enomatic in her hotel. What is an enomatic, you might ask? An automatic wine vending system, of course. Best. Thing. Ever.

Rocking out to: United State of Electronica, U.S.E., and The Flaming Lips, Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots, which remains a truly brilliant album, though all I could think about was that XKCD comic about Wayne Cohen crowd-surfing in a hamster wheel.

4) 147 miles: Reno to home. A lovely drive; there is snow on the high passes already. I forgot how majestic the Sierras are, even with fire damage (and how depressing Reno is).

Rocking out to: Regina Spektor, Begin to Hope, which was pretty excellent on the sweeping mountain curves.

Now: the sinking realization that I was going to clean my house this weekend, write a lot, catch up on email, etc. etc. Newly added to the to-do list: plan the next Wikipedia meetup, clean the car, figure out what the funny overheating smell in my car is, take it in for a tuneup, and install the bass speakers for the back of the car that I bought a year ago and have never gotten around to putting in.

Hurrah for roadtrips!