A Dodge RAM, a big truck, ran into my car at a red light on the way home from work today. I am apparently unharmed but Clicky is all hurt – the trunk is bent, and the driver seat doesnt sit straight anymore. It’s really not drivable so I guess I’ll have to ride the VTA light rail until I get it replaced and/or fixed.
In other news, Benjamin arrived yesterday… We’ve been playing Gears of War… also he and Anne went shopping and took a swim in the Jacuzzi. Some people have all the fun.
Bought it from Amazon.com on Tuesday, received it yesterday: that’s FAST shipping! Drove around with it today, it is pretty awesome. Finally found a gas station between home and work 
The StreetPilot c340 provides in-car navigation that is simple for anyone to use directly out of the box. After selecting a destination from the user-friendly touch screen interface, Garmin’s text-to-speech feature tells users the name of the street, when to turn, and in what direction. If you miss your turn, the c340 automatically calculates a new route to the destination.
This is pretty neat.
A music video for French artist Lacquer song “Behind” by equally French director Michel Gondry, of Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind fame.
After 4 days and 1868 miles, I have arrived in Sunnyvale, California!
This morning I decided to take the scenic road, and drove west towards route 101 instead of north on yet another interstate: add 253 miles, an ocean-viewing stop in Santa Cruz, and a traffic jam on US 1 to the log.
The hotel is very nice and feels quite safe. I can see my car in the parking from the room’s balcony. Already got a little swim in the pool! Program for later today: making sure I know how to get to the Yahoo! campus tomorrow and finding the closest grocery store.
567 miles to Lost Hills, California. 1615 miles from start, less than 210 remaining until arrival in Sunnyvale.
Today’s motto: minimal stops. Did a little convertibleness in the desert. Yelled “Yahoo!” upon crossing the state border. Agricultural inspector asked if I had any fruits or vegetables, I replied that I considered beef jerky to qualify. Got lost at the end around Bakersfield, but eventually found my way to I-5 and the aptly named Lost Hills – in fact just a truck stop.
Clicky’s noises have moved from seat-belt to driver-side door, then to tires, trunk, and all over the place. Maybe because roads in California are not exactly in a good shape… and people speed anyways! Plus exhaustion: must get some sleep.