It’s empty out. I’m coming back from a long day at the newsroom. I’m eastbound at 19th Street, stopped at Telegraph Avenue and waiting for the light to change. Then I notice this couple, her in a lovely summer dress, him suited and booted, standing on the corner and waiting for the light to change.
Times like this, I wish my Nokia N82 still worked. Best cameraphone I ever had, quick on the draw, easy to just swing up out of my pocket and into my hand, flick the lens protector aside with a fingernail tip and pop, just like that, a picture. But the maxim about the best camera in the world being the one in your hand still holds.
So up comes my Samsung Captivate, and there I go frantically touching icons and sliding panels to get the app I want activated, and there goes the shot as the couple steps off the sidewalk and are halfway across Telegraph when the shutter finally goes click.
More talk today with an unexpected connection (re-)made over the weekend: I got to have a beer at The Commonwealth and an extremely interesting conversation with Travis Campbell. I used to read one of his sites, The Black Informant, back in 2006 after I’d started Negrophile.
It turns out he’s moved from Southern California to the East Bay, and he was free to meet me after work today before I had to go to choir practice. He was full of questions about the sites I read nowadays, the opinions I have about certain high-Klout score-holders and the potential of black media and rich content plays. I think
In the wake of last week’s announcements about the coming changes at the newspaper, all sorts of interesting people are appearing. The first one I saw this week was Luke Stangel.
Now, like many folks at the paper, I don’t own an iPad. But I do use the Web, play with a smartphone and consider myself open to looking in on and making content for other people to use online. So when Luke came up to Walnut Creek and showed off the app that his company Tackable has created for the Bay Area News Group, I had to hear more.
I asked a lot of questions. Luke gave me the answers he could give at that point. I have a feeling I’m not done here.
Speaking of places I like to go eat? Ankita and I have had brunch here several times, and she still likes to go by during the day when she can for hot chocolate. I envy her the times she’d stop in and someone like DJ fflood would be spinning.
So it’s Sunday and I wind up running around downtown and my corner of Lake Merritt with laundry and returning a library book and running into a fellow choir member. It’s a wonder I even had time to eat!
I’ve been eating the meatball sub for several years here, but I don’t think I’d ever looked up at the wall and noticed this award. Come here, buy one and give it an order and you’ll see just what can happen.
After brunch at one of those places I can never stop going to (Lynne and Lu’s Escapade Cafe on Grand Avenue — know how I know it’s one of those places? I used to be its Foursquare mayor, and my former boss took someone he was interviewing there, looked it up and saw it and told me, and I hadn’t set foot in the place in weeks), I went over to Scream Sorbet with the homie Amy Gahran.
I’m glad places like this exist. Sure, people would get along just fine without a place where flavors like vanilla and almond, orange and rooibos, lavender and lemon bend and blend together.
But on a day when you feel like stepping outside of typical culinary profiling, I’d miss not seeing the lime-mint combo (which I didn’t see, and would’ve gladly tried) in a scoop — or the plain-but-fancy chocolate I went with, or even Amy’s melon.
Going to see Dr. Strangelove at the Paramount tomorrow night. Tempted to sneak in a camcorder and bootleg it, just to see the reaction.
Oh. My. God. Dr. Strangelove is playing in downtown Oakland. MUST. FIND. FRIEND WITH CAR!
Happy weekend everybody! I’m hitting Dr. Strangelove at the Paramount tonight – see you there?
Great crowd for Dr. strangelove tonight. Including organist playing “we’ll meet again” (@ Paramount Theatre Oakland) http://t.co/m3JXGfp
About to see one of my favorite movies: Dr Strangelove, at the Paramount. I think I know 1/4 of the people here! Hello pals! #mineshaftgap
Best overheard at Dr. Strangelove screening in Oakland: 30 years later and it’s still true!
I have to wonder what it says about the city, that we can have events like this one along a particular continuum of taste and vision and affinity, and that these events tend to occur in certain neighborhoods at certain times. Even if the crowd looks and sounds diverse, it doesn’t always feel that way.
I miss the Parkway Theater. I want a new Parkway. I want movies like this all over Oakland, not just on Friday, and crowds clamoring like this, not just on Broadway, and I want it all by tomorrow.
I thought I was going to get to go hang out with geek comedian Heather Gold, who was in town for several days. We keep trying to meet up to go out and sing karaoke. I made it over to the Deco Lounge around 8 p.m. so I could get right on at 9 p.m. On Tuesdays and Thursdays, the Deco plays host to Eileen Murphy, who can sing anything and whose Annie’s Social Club stints made many TechKaraoke SF monthly singalongs all the more memorable.
Things I remember:
- Leading off the night with Radiohead‘s “Nude” (I don’t sing or often hear slow songs that aren’t already standards; I can get through it pretty passably as long as I remember to pace my breathing the longer the song lasts) and Toto‘s “Africa” (I tried it on during the sendoff for an Oakland Soft Rock Choir member last weekend; the conversational-register verses turned out to contrast well with belt-along choruses).
- Getting annoyed at the guy who guessed I’d be singing Michael Jackson songs in honor of what would have been his 53rd birthday.
- The usual lovely and sublime experience of seeing people sing songs I didn’t necessarily expect to hear.