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Vintage Outlandish!
This Content From 2003 (or earlier) see index
David Mason Pearre
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Just two punks sitting by the river. Jeezus, were we ever that young?
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Dave is one of my oldest friends. I met him in that strange time in my life when I was transitioning between Waldorf school and public high school. Dave was a year older than me, so he could tell me what it was like. He was the one who got me a modem for the first time, back when going "online" meant logging on to a BBS system and it was a real subculture thing. When we were kids, we were video game buddies. I used to go over to his house and we would play civilization for hours on end. He has a little half-brother Alex who was 2 or 3 at the time who was always good for a laugh. Last time I saw the kid he was pushing 12, getting ready to get into girls and all that kind of trouble.
These days Dave is living in Chicago with his extra-cool girlfriend wife(!) Jessica, the one true and honest rudegirl from our high school in Eugene, employing his considerable talents in the same sector as me. He's a lot better at graphic design than I am (see his site: pearredesignprojects.com), but I know at bit more about the voodou of open-source coding. We share work, stories, and drinks whenever I'm in town. He's one of the good people
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Trips
8/02/03
Big Wheels in Berkeley I scored a set of west-coast wheels today at the Ashby BART station flea market. It's a very tall schwinn road bike, black, deceptively heavy but smooth-riding. Thirty-five dollars to boot. I oiled and cleaned the works, dialed in the bakes and took it out for a shake-down cruise immediately. Nice riding on a beautiful saturday, realizing how out of shape I am as I wheezed my way though the hilly area behind the Berkeley campus.
After about an hour I started to get the swing of it. Made some minor mechanical adjustments (including a free wheel truing at the bike collective on Shattuck), drank a few liters of water and started finding my groove, cruising up and around and ending up with a beautiful view of the whole bay. The roads here are not kind to the speed inclined -- too many stop signs and crosswalks and lights -- but it was good to get out and proj for a while. This changes my summer dramatically.
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Smother Me With Filthy Lucre
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