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Too Late

My friend Ryan is the king of hipster fashion. It seems like every time he changes his style I start to notice more and more hip folks at bars dressed like him.

A few months back he started wearing a watch, kind of rubbery and brightly colored with a small time face. It looked more like one of those “Livestrong” type bracelets everyone was wearing a few years ago than a watch. When asked about it he said they’re all the rage in Italy. He somehow got hooked up with some Italians and became a US distributor for the watches. I didn’t quite believe him that these simple, bright and inexpensive watches were popular in Italy, the land of fashion, but I didn’t really think much of it.

He gave me one of the watches a while back, I’m not a jewelery person but I wore it for a few days, a lot of people commented on how cool it was, then I gave it away to a friend. Now that in itself isn’t really worthy of me writing about it to post up here, but then something funny happened.

One day on the Facebook I got a friend request from “Too Late”. I decided to add them as a friend and didn’t think much of it. One of the ways the Facebook works is that when your friends are tagged in photos it shows up on your newsfeed. A lot of stuff ends up on there, so I don’t pay attention to it most of the time, but I started to notice more and more photos tagged with “Too Late” in them. One day I was bored to I started clicking on them. All of a sudden I was looking at all sorts of photos of Italian hipsters showing off their Too Late watches. They were in cities like Milan, Rome and Bologna. Drinking, dancing and partying, all while wearing one of these watches. The more I looked at it the more I realized these things must actually be really popular in Italy.

So now everyday I get a few pictures of random Italian hipsters posing with their Too Late watches mixed in with info about my actual friends on the Facebook. It’s pretty amusing.

You can see the watches on their English language website.

And if you’re in San Diego and want to be on the cutting edge of Italian-hipster style you should hit up Ryan on Myspace to buy a watch.

And if you’re on the Facebook and want to see all the action for yourself, add Too Late as a friend.

Below are a few of my favorites.


A Weekend at Richard Feynman’s House

The view of the house from the beach

The view of the house from the beach

I first heard of Richard Feynman a couple of years ago while looking for a book to read. I was chatting with a mathematician friend and he recommended Surely You’re Joking, Mr. Feynman. Richard Feynman was a brilliant mathematician and physicist, but the book had little to do with that. It was mostly about his curious character and all the wild adventures he got himself into. With the money he won from the Nobel Prize he built a house in in La Mision, Baja California, Mexico.

The house was right on the cliffs above the beach and had a beautiful view of the ocean from all the rooms, as well as a nice patio over looking the beach.

The weather was perfect, santa ana winds blowing in from the desert made it about 85-90F during the day. Warm enough for one person to sleep outside in a hammock at night.

I went horse back riding for the first time ever (on the beach no less, I felt like I was in Spaceballs the entire time, even though I think they’re parodying Planet of the Apes in that scene). I went swimming in the ocean in November — well I didn’t do too much swimming, it was pretty cold, but had some fun for a little while. We played some horse shoes, ate delicious home cooked meals, watched a pretty sunset. One afternoon a dog came up to our patio, he was friendly and ended up staying with us all evening and throughout the night, in the morning when we woke up he was gone. But about an hour before we left the next day he came back, as if to say goodbye.

As it always seems, the wonderful weekend was far too short and monday morning came too quickly.

Update: The house’s official name is Casita Barranca, here’s a link with more information and reservation info.

(thanks to Derrik for taking pictures all weekend)

Oso, the dog that adopted us

Oso, the dog that adopted us

Horseback riding on the beach

Horseback riding on the beach

Sunset from the house

Sunset from the house

Las Vegas Haiku

I don’t gamble, what
am I doing here? Oh yeah!
dancing in the streets!