Gary D., a former rowing buddy, is a person that in the craziness of life that I lost touch with, until today. Before I lost touch with him, there was mention of purchasing a home that was off the grid in Sonoma county, a place where he could work and live away from the hectic life in Berkeley. Note the words "off the grid" which I took to be "a little out of the way".
Car batteries to store excess generated solar power
Off the grid really meant off the PG&E power grid. In a complicated buying scenario, Gary now lives in a house that was once owned and occupied by a "kooky woman" (Gary's words) that built a self-sustaining home. Gary now is "on the grid".
Thomas (an ex of Gary's), Thomas' current boyfriend Y (pronounced "E"), Scott (you all know who he is) and I caravaned up to Gary's too have what was advertised as a "country brunch". Let's say, hmm, it was more than country and less than brunch. In all seriousness, Gary had contractors over doing work and so we went out to brunch.
A view of Gary's home and it's view
Gary D.
We drove to the lovely little town of Occidental to have brunch at a cafe called The Naked Lady Cafe.
Thomas, Y and Gary post brunch
So, the most shocking moment of the day occurred on the drive home when a car reached a four way stop intersection with no cars anywhere in sight and came to a full and complete unprovked stop. This, in California no less. The timing of this incident was particularly bad due to my almond sized bladder.
Off the grid really meant off the PG&E power grid. In a complicated buying scenario, Gary now lives in a house that was once owned and occupied by a "kooky woman" (Gary's words) that built a self-sustaining home. Gary now is "on the grid".
Thomas (an ex of Gary's), Thomas' current boyfriend Y (pronounced "E"), Scott (you all know who he is) and I caravaned up to Gary's too have what was advertised as a "country brunch". Let's say, hmm, it was more than country and less than brunch. In all seriousness, Gary had contractors over doing work and so we went out to brunch.
We drove to the lovely little town of Occidental to have brunch at a cafe called The Naked Lady Cafe.
So, the most shocking moment of the day occurred on the drive home when a car reached a four way stop intersection with no cars anywhere in sight and came to a full and complete unprovked stop. This, in California no less. The timing of this incident was particularly bad due to my almond sized bladder.
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