they've got me surrounded

cluetards are everywhere. they are the people that move through the world oblivious to their surroundings. they are the people driving and talking on cell phones that miraculously miss bicylists but cause ten other cars to make evasive maneuvers. they are the idealists that completely ignore any aspects of human nature or politics. they are the intolerant fanatics that rage against moral turpitude without examining any of their own faults. they are the non-voters.

they are the cluetards.

the most stunning example that comes to mind is an idiot who approached me last year at burningman. he was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt and holding a tiny paper cup of water in 95-degree sun. and he said "i parked last night and then went for a walk. now i can't find my car. it's blue. and dusty. can you help?"

food quest

i'm planning a food quest. this is an idea i picked up from my step-father, who likes to get together with other couples in his building to seek out the "best of" a certain kind of food within a geographic area. for instance, last year he and my mom and two other couples hopped all over manhattan trying philly cheesesteaks, and then drove to philly for a homegrown version.

when i arrived at stanford, my classmate janet and i spent 7 sundays trying to find decent bagels. we finally found House of Bagels right on University Avenue in Palo Alto... with its other location in San Francisco. very convenient.