On the way there I saw that airship that flies out of Moffett Field and got my best picture of the thing yet.

  

I figured that a good photo to try for was this metal man with the numbers where he could see them. Took a few test shots to see what I could get of the guy.

  

I situated myself comfortably and then started scanning the sky. I saw a lot of planes, but none of them seemed right.

        

I got restless and started wanting to get a bigger view of the situation.

  

I remember a time when I joined in on such games a lot. We never had flags, we just tagged each other. That was my high school days. Having enough young coworkers to do that kind of thing and enjoy it is unusual. I'm wondering if these guys know how good they have it.

   

There were quite a few google bikes in the area. Google scatters them around the campus and lets whomever use them. They look weird enough that any time you see one you know where it came from. I wouldn't mind having green tires on my bike though!

Never saw that river before!

   

I decided to head up the hill behind Shoreline Ampetheater to see what I could see from the top. By this time I'd figured out that the blimp was probably waiting for about the same thing I was.

I still marvel about how that blimp is kept aloft by nothing more than the relative buoyancy of Helium in our atmosphere.

  

I can only call that a huge building...

Yup. Another huge building. I think this one is even huger than the one above.

Then I spotted the skywriter, already overhead!

I imagine that this amounts to half a line of text three quarters of the way down the page of numbers that the plane was scheduled to put out.

  

Somehow the chain of my bike broke near the end of my mad dash for the hilltop. The only way to get it fixed quickly was to walk it to a bike shop. I headed down the hill.

Clearly the google people are doing some sort of alternative reality stuff involving human fruit. Not sure why that doesn't count as a huge art instillation, but it seems that it should.

     

To make a long story short, I got it fixed and had no trouble getting home on the new chain. It probably cost me less than a tank of gas would cost anybody with a big car. Hopefully that won't happen again soon.

When I finally got around to looking, there were lots of similar pictures of the numbers posted from all over the bay area on facebook. Seeing parts of that number sequence really was a widely shared experience, but nowhere near as widely shared as "Pi Day", that once in a lifetime moment that is going to come around on March 14 2015, when it will be 3/14/15. Such numerology!