Chico & The Man
Friday, February 28th, 2003I’m in Chico, California. A client with their head office here needed some on-site help, so I drove out last night. Around three and one half hours drive from San Francisco, if obeying the letter of the law - although I opted to obey the spirit instead, and made it in an even three. ![]()
I left late, avoiding traffic (Bay Area Life Rule - AVOID Traffic Whenever Possible), and didn’t get in until midnight. But then I couldn’t get to sleep for over an hour (Damn you, Cable Television!!), and then got up early, so I ended up feeling tired all day. I got a lot done at the client site (Thank You, Starbucks!!), and it looks like I might even finish up early tomorrow, but by the time I left I was in *serious* need of a nap. I just woke up from that nap, and now I’m in my “mhotel” room (offline - can’t be bothered to regress back to dialup for one blog post, and w.bloggar rules anyhow), and I figured I’d get in a post before going back to bed…
Random Notes on Life in Chico:
- Tectura has an office here, which is mostly a base for some of our online/phone Support people. I got to do lunch today with Lori Symons (who is NOT this Lori Symons), who works out of the Chico office, and whom I interact with as a project/resource manager (being one of the resources she manages). It was really nice, particularly because we’ve never really had a chance to chat face-to-face before.
- A restaurant called “Sin of Cortez” (really) is very near to the client site where I’m working, and their food is really good. I met Lori there for lunch. It’s always a Good Thing to find good places to eat, but even more so in Chico, where the pickings are necessarily slimmer than in (e.g.) San Francisco…
- Lori told me (and others confirmed) that Thursday night is “The Party Night” in Chico, but I have no idea why. It *is* a college town (home of “Chico State“), so it’s probably a lot of fun out there right now, but I’m a tired old loser tonight, and this bed (yes, I’m blogging in bed) is just too comfy right now. I’ll have to discover the wild side of Chico another time… Even though Blackalicious is playing at Chico State somewhere, and there’s a midnight move at the El Rey, and… Okay, I’m pretty tempted. But I just couldn’t deal with being tired again tomorrow.
- The last time I was in Chico (calling on the same client), a bunch of us went for lunch at the Sierra Nevada brewery. Nice place, good beer - the food was good, but not great. But it was good to see the place, and drink some of the local suds right from the source.
- I didn’t get to go to Bidwell Park (the 3rd-largest municipal park in the country!) this trip, but it’s really beautiful, and a must-see if you’re ever in or near Chico.
Other than that, I haven’t been out much in Chico. It’s a small town, with two main streets (Main & Broadway) running parallel to each other (in opposite directions) making up the little “downtown loop“. It’s an interesting mix of “college town” and “semi-rural California town”. Well, maybe not THAT interesting. Nice enough to visit, anyhow - although Em was out here once and felt it was WAY too all-white. That may be, but I suppose that might not bother me as much as it does her (being whiter??). I’m all for diversity, but having places that aren’t diverse is kinda diverse in itself (or am I being perverse?). I mean, I don’t thinks she minds Japan being very all-Japanese, or Norway being VERY all-white. I suspect it’s that Chico (and places like it) aren’t just white, they’re (seemingly) more redneck/conservative white. I try not to equate rural with redneck, although I’m pretty sure I *do* have that tendency, and I know that a pickup truck and a backwards baseball cap (what IS it with those, anyhow??) don’t necessarily mean “Klansman”, but… I can see where Em’s coming from. I just try to assume that the drunk guy in the cowboy hat riding the mechanical bull is a secular humanist vegan libertarian, until I have proof that he isn’t. Might not even be reasonable, but it seems fair and it keeps me sane. Well, less paranoid anyhow.
It’s 11:30 - time to crash (again). Tomorrow I’ll head straight back to SF from the client’s site, and hopefully arrive early and alert enough to go out somewhere, and make up for my very slothful night tonight…