1- I discover anything that it cannot natively do
2 - that there is not already an app for
3 - that I want it to do
4 - and that I can figure out how to make it do.
It's a powerful little monster. I am certainly guilty of rolling my eyes when my peeps would get involved with their smartphones, but they're really enjoying pointing out that I do it myself now that I have access to ALL OF HUMAN KNOWLEDGE at all times.
Tonight after work we had a company dinner at a local pizza place called Pizza Rock. It's located in a super-cool district of Sacramento called The Kay (...because it's on K street). There are a couple of neat fixtures around that I got some shots of.
Also, the pizza is really first rate. We all got different pies of different styles (Sicilian, American, Classic Italian, etc), and really all of it was amazing. Two thumbs up! They also apparently have some pretty nice beers, according to my teammates.
Note: NOT actual mermaids.
A group of kids was playing basketball on a public court on my way home. I stopped to watch for a while, but did not join in, for a couple of reasons. Firstly, they didn't ask me to, and though they didn't mind that I was spectating, they didn't speak to me at all. Secondly, I was easily a solid foot taller than the tallest of them (if I had to take a guess, I'd say they were all ethnically Chinese, and they all had that solid, low-to-the-ground thing going on). And, of course, I'm terrible at basketball.
They were very good at playing defense against each other, and most shots missed because the shooter was contending with a similarly-sized and -built fireplug in his way. I did wait around until one of them got a basket (I was starting to worry that it was going to be a zero-zero draw, and who wants to live that life, I ask directly AMERICAN SOCCER TEAM??).
The ball (finally) went in. There was no celebration, or cheering, or even trash talk. They just bounced the ball back and started again. Serious young men, playing a serious game. Or maybe they were just too tired to cheer for the meager success of one basket in ten going in. They all know that they're never, ever, ever going to play in the NBA, but they really were working their hearts out on a cool, clear evening, and something about the simplicity of their focus touched me.
In any event, I took my leave, and walked home along the dark and beautiful streets of Sacramento, the sounds of a pounding basketball fading away behind me.
I do love this town.
Tomorrow, ADVENTURE!! :)