I finally got them all.  It took a number of (very) long walks, a combination of bus-and-Muni rides that vastly exceeded the two hours of my single transfer, and a quick dash in the car to the southwesternmost spot in San Francisco, which is surprisingly remote from me, being not only far but somewhat cut [...]

Since I like polychromatic things, nerdy things and the orderly regularity of the alphabet, it’s only natural that I would swoon over San Francisco’s residential parking permit system.  Here is the delightful map showing where you can park (for more than an hour, or two, or four) only if you live in the nabe.  I [...]

Sometimes I get the feeling that the body horror genre is dying away and that, thanks to CGI and the general toleration for mediocre uses of it, sci-fi is fast becoming a subset of action films.  The newest Terminator film is a hot mess that relies on Christian Bale to serve as its, well, salvation.  [...]

Yikes.  This is last Sunday’s San Francisco Examiner.  Nancy Pelosi’s face is a little freakish, especially when cleft in twain.

What would Laura Mulvey say?

I took a walk through a new (new to me, that is) nabe in SF: Silver Terrace/Bayview. I’m not really sure where one ends and the other begins, but they look a lot like L.A.
3rd Street, the main drag and the street with the newest Muni streetcar line (the T) reminded me of Brooklyn. [...]

In BedStuy, Brooklyn:

Today, Bernal Heights, SF.

Hot money.

Today, an article about a proposal for congestion pricing in San Francisco, a la London and bizarro-New York.  That is, the city envisioned by Mike Bloomberg, with a sports stadium on every corner and his cruising to a third term on the Right-to-Life line and a fourth term on the Alaska Independence Party ticket.
This is [...]

San Francisco etches the names of the streets into the sidewalks at intersections.  This is so blind, armless citizens who left their Birkenstocks somewhere can read where they were the moment before a car ran them down.
Near my house, there is this:

Which would be fine, except…

Oh well.  I actually like “Multrie” better, anyway.

I mean, what?

It feels gratuitous even to comment on this.  So I will restrict myself to stupefied rhetorical questions.  Why is such a bad pun commercially viable?  Who screens these things?  How can anyone who’s not stupid be unemployed if this is what someone does for their job?  Why would anyone want to associate a [...]