Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Rock out

So this story is finally going to be one that does not involve my girlfriend.

I've never been a big fan of rocks, they seem boring and dull, but after class on Monday I was reminded of a time in my childhood (No I didn't throw a rock at someones head).

Years ago, my sister had collected a lot of rocks for a while because she thought it was fun. She didn't know what the classifications were but she just did. I was in a geography class and we were going over rocks at the time..

I had noticed that she had a rock with a bunch of stripes on it and the rock was a darker color. I remember I told her it it was foliated and she acted as if she knew what it meant and told me it definitely was not.

I argued with her for about 5 minutes until my mom came in and told us to be quiet. She bet me $100 (which she didn't have) that it wasn't and I went and got my book to show her that foliated meant that the heat was so hot that it had layered itself and had the appearance of stripes.

She threw the book down and called me a liar and I never saw the $100.

My drive to Lake Tahoe

Well I actually had a free weekend and this was a blessing for me and my 21 units.

My gf had planned a trip to Lake Tahoe for Halloween and I had only been once in my life (I always get that look of OMFG ARE YOU SERIOUS???)

Yes, I am.

Well, as we get about 30 miles out of Sacramento I notice the trees start to look different. Many become mixed with needleleaf and pine trees, much different than what we see in Sacramento.

I am always in desperate need to impress my girlfriend, so after remembering what I had learned in class I explained to her that these trees are changing because of our elevation. As we get higher (5-6000 feet) the area gets much colder and these trees have adapted to the climate.

These are the types of trees that can withstand cold storms and snow, and thus is why they are everywhere. I told her that we are a Mediterranean shrubland in the area, but just outside we have a mixed forest and then once we are in Tahoe the trees are completely different.

She looked at me and told me to just focus on driving, but I still sounded like a smart, smart man.