I was looking for something to walk to on Sunday. Found an invitation to this "Save the Egg!" ritual in my facebook feed. That meant eight miles of walking to get there and eight miles to get back. Virginia was all over that idea. We got up early and gooped up our exposed skin with sun screen. Headed out in plenty of time to get there before it started. We both took cameras with us.


We passed a lot of typical Palo Alto scenery on the way up there. From my point of view, that was a running car behind us. From Virginia's it was clearly a statue in the park at California and Central.

To make a long story short, we got there just a few minutes before it started.


Silently the lady stirred the glistening red liquid and then froze as if waiting for something.

The woman with the bullhorn, Adriana Varella, got our attention and then explained that she and a partner had made the digital egg many years ago. It was as a way to celebrate Palo Alto's status as the home of the digital revolution. (Her partner in that task was unable to be here with us today.) Remember the days when everything in many high tech devices was made in this area? Now we face a crisis. All those jobs have been exported and Palo Alto has decided the time has come to trash the egg. To dramatize the need for a better solution, we are about to participate in a ritual.

The goddess arranged some flowers.


Consecrated the scene with some solemn drumming. Meanwhile, many documented the experience.


She guided me to a front row spot where I could participate in the ritual. I watched the binding of the artist quietly.

Turns out the tea was tasty. Found myself wanting more, but didn't ask. Instead, I wondered if it was going to be a crucifixion or something like that.


They passed around a petri dish of black ink or paint. Some left finger prints on the artist. Others did something like that to each other.

The artist sat for a few minutes in quiet contemplation. Then she got up and started cleaning up her stuff.

Virginia helped out.

After some time passed the artist started begging to be freed. After she repeated herself a few times I went with the urge to help out.

The artist interviewed all involved for her upcoming documentary about the experience.

It used to be that many of the circuit boards of the eggshell had labels on them. Unfortunately many, like "globalizing circuits", are now long gone. Victims of graffiti removal campaigns or something like that. For whatever reason, the thing still has "HACKING CIRCUITS". We posed for a selfie with that.

On the way back we stopped at Dana's. She said that the egg is a magnet for graffiti. The cleanup bill was starting to get expensive for the city. That's why they want it gone.


We both ended the day sixteen miles or so closer to a good finish of our Taji100 month.

The next day this article appeared in the newspaper.

The egg has been a backdrop for lots of events that meant something to me. Things like the kickoff of Carol Brouillet's 2006 campaign for Congress. (Click here for a link to that.) I'm hoping it can find a good home.

If you're willing to sign the petition, that would be good to. Click here for that.