tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77159202011-04-21T18:23:04.304-07:00<a href="http://www.bloglines.com/sub/http://banane_blog.blogspot.com/atom.xml"> <img src="http://www.bloglines.com/images/sub_modern4.gif" border="0" alt="Subscribe with Bloglines" /> </a> <br> <br>Musings on my way to work, through North Beach. <br><br> <img src="http://www.banane.com/trans_sm.jpg" alt="Transamerica Building, at Jackson and Columbus"> <br>annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00703040572383965343noreply@blogger.comBlogger3181100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7715920.post-1155198283335782352006-08-10T01:24:00.000-07:002006-08-10T17:53:28.596-07:00

Moving to banane.com please reset your links, etc. Thanks!Anna

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iMurder, the eighth in a series about murder, dot com styleiMurder: Chapter 8: Marina Boy Does GoodThe knife plunged into her body and with it he heard a slight suction sound. No one would find her body, well, not while the party was going on downstairs. He wanted to wipe his bloody hands on his striped shirt, but it was 80 fucking dollars at Banana Republic and he wanted it to last a bit

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I went to WordCamp, which isn't necessarily about words, but blogs. There are many who have already blogged about it, and even blogged about being blogged about. Because, what do you get if you put 100 narcissist, rabid self-documenters in one space for 12 hours? Lots of posts about it, real-time. She says, posting about two days later.I learned a lot about blog posting, and I'm going to show you

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toss rag: I think this is a nasty reference to a cleanup after the action. You use it like: damn, she's a toss rag. I could be wrong since the native speaker didn't define it for me.skinful: as in, "I've had a skinful" or I've drunk as much as can fill my body, unless this is in reference to filling a sheep's bladder bag or canteen. I just have to bring up sheep.bob's your uncle TBD Long history-

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The seventh in a series about murder, dot-com style.Chapter 7: poobar and BrianBeth craned her neck over Mac's shoulder to see who else was here at 15 Romolo. The bar was dark inside, with tiny lights on tables. She could barely make out anyone distinctly, and she needed to find a diminutive Chinese girl named poobar. Her name was Diane, not that that little piece of informaiton was helpful

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The sixth in a series about murder, dot-com style.iMurder: Chapter Six: Squeeze ToyBeth swivelled around idly on Jelly's chair. She had dropped by Mac's office before going to a happy hour downtown. She had spent the last few hours in Dolores Park reading. Jelly had no books at her desk. She had a stress squeeze toy that looked like a dildo, with "SF Aids Clinic" printed on the side. Jelly had

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iMurder: the fifth in a series about murder, dot-com style.Chapter 5: Hopping On Your WirelessElfin walked into the Starbucks on Potrero. It was actually on Mariposa but he always thought of it as "that Starbucks." It was big and anonymous, and better yet it was full of marks. People he could use to get online without leaving a trace.He swung his backpack down on a nearby table and took out his

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photo of Minneapolitan filmmaker Wyatt McDill, kung-fu-ingCompetitive Online DatingThis morning I read this article on sfgate about how the author gets kind of into her MySpace hottie photos. Her thoughts on dating in the world of MySpace reminds me of one of my favorite bar-stool tales.Ex-boyfriend Will - his MySpace profile actually reminds me why it didn't work out, but that's another story.

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iMurder: the fourth in a series about murder, dot-com style.Chapter 4: Salsa in the FogThe stretch of five days of fog didn’t stop the Fillmore Street Festival from unfurling her band stages. Beth was navigating the crowds when she saw her salsa teacher, SF PD Detective Sosa, and his wife doing a very skillful salsa dance on the stage of a Latin Jazz band. Beth felt guilty at not attending his

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iMurder: the third in a series about a murder, dot-com style.Chapter 3: Zeitgeist Port-A-PottyDetective Sosa walked through the interior of the famous biker bar to the large garden area. Calling it a garden was being complimentary. It mainly consisted of as many wooden picnic benches you could wedge into a single fenced off area. He hated going to bars during the day. It was so pathetic, staff

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iMurder: the second in a series about a murder, dot-com style.Chapter Two: Cherry SmoothMac’s alarm clock function on his cell phone went off at 8am and woke them both up. Beth got ready quickly. They barely exchanged any words, something about how he didn’t have any meetings that morning, and hoped she had a good swim. She was on the J Church, when she finally wiped the sleep from her eyes. She

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The first in a series, about a murder, dot-com style.Chapter 1: Troll Under the BridgeMike rode into the site with Jack that morning. It was like being a troll under the bridge, working on the Golden Gate Bridge renovations. He swallowed the last of his Big Mac and started on the large coffee he'd picked up. It was really foggy this morning. Felt colder than usual, actually. Might have been the

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I had a masterful book idea this morning, out of the blue. I'm going to start working on it. I know I'm supposed to be doing rewrites for the screenplay. I just finished a friend's contract, so now with my real, free writing days- Wed and Thurs- I can focus entirely on writing. This new book idea: Dot Com Murder.I'm just glad to be writing again. I like new projects. It's hard working on

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I'm watching a very colorful database performance monitor historograph that is telling me: "Your database is moving very slowly," and all I can do is try to harmonize with the lines of flowing, colorful data points. It sounds kind of baroque, which isn't odd when you think that Bach was a good mathematician. And from that article:Over the centuries, math and music remained intertwined. Before the

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Things that are just hugely, hugely pissing me off today.1. Cafe Columbus, who I have touted on various Yelp & SF Metblogs, has not only re-named their schwerma item some cheesy Italian name- The 'Joe DiMaggio,' which will come up again- but also ratcheted up the price one dollar. "We haven't changed our prices in three years," was what the manager told me. Don't they know that their schwermas

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Lego Star Wars. OK, why would you take little toys of limited movement and use them as the inspiration for a digital game where you have basically no limitations like gravity, oh, real mass, or any of those pesky physical laws.Drugs I haven't done... games I haven't played... diseases I haven't gotten (are those all related?) Opportunities that fly by, sometimes thankfully so. Other random links

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The Smell of GrassThere was a moment, sailing this weekend into Sausalito harbor, when I could swear I smelled that dark, sweet golden smell of California foothills. I wonder if it was the Headlands wafting down the hillside from the West. It has something so distinct to it. Combination of sea-air, and that dry grass, maybe.

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- sticky silver labels: Reflect. I got a roll of these from a cosmetic company, Reflect, when it got the shaft from Procter & Gamble. I use these stickers on almost every gift I give. They're bright and fun! These were the customized labels on the cosmetics, and caused the company a lot of grief printing them.- little white porcelain bowls: Wheelhouse. During the last few days when the doors were

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On Being A Woman.. In High TechBiography by Washington Post editor, Katherine Graham, that the 60s in business, cavorting with Kennedy and the ilk, you were essentially ignored if you were a woman, and not young and pretty. This reminds me of a pet peeve with the Dot Com era, namely recently, Valleywag's adoration of Marissa Mayer (and here). The photographer on Flickr is Esther Dyson, who has

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Open Letter to Ladies in Gym Locker RoomI go to the gym, and do a full workout. When I get back to the locker room, the same two people that were there from the start. That's an Hour. Lady #1: naked, doing soemthing to look busy but basically just nude. Lady #2. talking about the power dynamics of her landlord situation. When I come back from workout, Lady #1 is still nude and chatty Cathy is

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Dot Com StyleI sit here, 7PM on a Friday, trapped in Emery-Bored, as a A's vs. Giants' game is clogging up my Bay Bridge. I'm faithfully reading Boing Boing, and this article in particular. notes by Paul De Filipp0 (taken from Boing Boing link) regarding the editorial style of Wired: * All references to "the little people" were eliminated. * Ambiguity was minimized. * Facts were cloaked in "

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NostalgiaIt's over 75 degrees in San Francisco and you know it's headed for a scorcher in San Jose. How can places so close to each other vary in temperature, without an altitude difference? It's amazing. I headed down the peninsula this morning. Total clothing crisis: I just don't have summer clothes for SF. Because even if you do venture out in a tank top you have to layer so much, what's the

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Musical PursuitsI had lunch today at a new contract, RightRound- indie music from the inside. Fantastic vocalist and lead editor asked me the eternal question, "What instrument do you play?" and I had a long rambly answer. Basically I suck at them all, similar to my language abilities. Real lessons? Started with piano lessons, moved to cello. On my own time? Fiddled with the bass, acoustic guitar

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AvatarsThat's me up there, in Whyville. Dare I ask: why? Read this article about Toyota and Whyville- an avatar based world where you can buy "face parts" and drive around in a car. It's got the graphic aptitude of that old Lemonade stand game. I can't believe how these things come around. Back in the early 90s an animation company I was working with (now defunct) was working on the same thing

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credit to: phreddySocial MuseWhen you're not working, are you still working? I mean, could the interaction with interesting people and great artists and thinkers be "work" in itself? I don't pretend to have a bunch of fascinating things in my head erupting in a stead stream of brilliance: it's collaborative, or a pastiche, or something. This weekend was the "social muse" weekend- a series of fun

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Movie Update: Information KillsOne of the actors told me, "you need to figure out what this is about." Another friend who read a bunch of male parts for me, despite being a woman, and that is an irrelevant fact anyways, she said: "You have so much going on, if you chose one thing and ran with it, that would be good." You can interpret that feedback various ways. I really like multi-layered texts.

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Bilingual ScreenplaysTrying to find the screenplay to Pushing Hands online. I did get this interview with James Schamus, which is quite good. He's the producer of two Lee movies, and works/owns Good Machine. He discusses working with Ang Lee on the Chinese and English movie screenplay. It went back and forth a lot, I take it. Schamus would write it in English, send it to the translator, then on

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Think of that, on this:Or, I may do a dark rose (dark pink) chenille.That image is from this web site: indias & polynesia, which I got to by going here Pretty Pinks, Clever Cottons: 18th Century Fabrics. I'm really into period pieces. Not as much as my ex-roomie who ended up studying textile design. She started as a simple craft queen and erupted into a professional textile designer/artist

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The infamous Naps, black dive bar owned by Napoleon Urbino, of Naps II and Naps III fame.I wish I was in this trial. It has all the makings of a true Greek tragedy, a long Dickens novel, what have you. And yes, that is an intentional misspelling of a Dickens' character's name.

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So when I went into the precinct on Vallejo, North Beach, to give them the surveillance tape (above, inserted amazing photo), I lent a pencil to an Australian tourist who had his back pocket pick-pocketed. His wife showed up a bit later. I wonder if it's the same couple mentioned here. It is amazing that they found the guy who took it! From the Central Precinct newsletter:On 5/25/06 tourists

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I've been working insanely long non-creative hours. But, here is some shred of a life, a random photo of a cool guy in a skirt seen downtown yesterday. Isn't that cool? I love the skirt. I love the guy. I love the skirt on the guy.Funny, guys always talk about how spring is great because women start wearing less. Well, spring is great because guys start wearing skirts. Take that!

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My Favorite Views & Pretty Spots in SFNow hosting this map... thanks pcal.net for the tips... a cool google maps tool on how to create personalized maps. So this one is started as neat and picturesque locations that I've found in my walks. Points where you pause, look around, and realize this is one damn cool place to live (when your bike/wallet isn't being stolen).From comments below checked out

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The Process of Police Investigations for Minor ThingsSpent a few hours on bike thief stuff today. Above is a surveillance camera shot of the man in action. My bike, and someone else's in tow. I have a zillion or so images I'll put on here. Standing around Central Station- a poor tourist from some British country got pick pocketed on Acquatic Park!- and the police officer, who was a total

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Compare and Contrast. One dim sum stall is on Stockton at Broadway, Louie's Dim Sum (nummy!!!). One is on Jie Gu Lou Da Jie, in Beijing. You decide.Shu mei, you had me at hello.

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I got a call today around 2pm from a friend telling me that Andrew had died. Well, friend said: "The naked guy has died." And I knew he meant, well, Andrew Martinez, a friend from high school who made it his mission in college to be naked. In what I assume would be his thinking, it was a way of protesting social norms that he thought were ridiculous.I'm not making fun of what he thought, and I'm

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LocationsScouted a location today. I had planned to meet the guy who is my connection to this bar, but he flaked. No problem, talked to the owner myself. There's going to be some tough issues: lighting, and dealing with the public. I wanted to get the entire place to ourselves for filming, but he wants it to remain open. That's just a huge bummer. I may go across the street to Li Po. Funny, the

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Antonioni: A GodThis man is amazing. Saw The Passenger first, was not so amazed, but it brought up those questions running around your head afterwards. Then, got L'Avventura from the library the other day. Watched it last night, and then watched it again with commentary. It was great the first time, mind-bending the second time. I'm not recommending it to people. It's not really a movie-watcher's

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street poet/graffiti guy on the Calligraphy street in beijingEndingsI revealed my brand spanking new endings to some readers last night and wow, were they unimpressed. In fact, one of the readers who had read at an earlier date said "I like the old ending better." Argh.Old ending: the American spy sits down with the Chinese assassin and they negotiate the transference of relics and kidnapped kids

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True or False? Who Cares?Two interesting articles/blog entries on the reality of writing fiction. Malcolm Gladwell's defense of "how opal mehta got kissed... ", and a hilarious review of it. Thanks PSB for the link. (The Opal book has the worst title in the world, can I say that now?), and James Frey admits that, hey, "everything was made up." Frey acknowledges fabrications in sequel. My favorite

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photo of famous 18th century women's literary professor Ann CThe end is in sight, reallyRight before dropping off to sleep last night, the final scene of the screenplay came into my mind and it was soooo good. So I'm relieved from depression by hope that I can wrap up all the ends of this into a good little story. And, no, the following endings are not going to happen, well, maybe in sidebars:-

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Post-PartumIt's a bit exaggerrated, but true, that (one) gets weird depression after finishing a novel, or in my case the latest revision of the screenplay. Everything seems useless. I mean, there's nothing else to work on. Now this is done, I feel like I can't get the energy to start something, or even follow through with the rest of the project. I tried to celebrate the finishing of the latest

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Not leaving town So I decided to not leave town, and thus begins the appreciation of SF. I got some ice cream at Swensons, walked to the movies, sat in a cafe for hours working on screenplay, biked a bit, swam, did some paperwork. One of those strangely efficient days. Finished silly novel (reading).I love this photo: the power lines, the cable car tracks reflecting the setting sun, the windows

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Movie UpdateMy producer is doing a f-ing bang-up job nagging me to finish the screenplay, thanks Tink. I did some "thought work" while doing random errands this morning and landed on two superb ideas:- I'm copping Hitchcock in a bookstore scene: the spy goes to the East Wind bookstore in Chinatown to find the meaning to the tea brick, and talks to Dr. Xiao, a famous sinologist. So, changing this

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Napping at the CoveWhile she napped (she's not dead, realy, though Dramamine & white wine can be a nasty brew) we talked about evil boyfriends, large parties in national parks, and, Greek-Scandinavian attitudes towards personal space. Such was Sunday, the first day out sailing this season for many. I can't believe I was out before in January. Seemed like that was spring and this is summer.

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Spring & Thwarted GardeningI come from a long line of thwarted gardeners and farmers. Maybe all Swedes are like that- our weather or circumstance is never quite good enough to really explore all o the plant varieties and sun that you want to. I visited an East Bay Nursery last weekend and managed to pick up some annuals and other plants to replace my few pots in my apt. This geranium cracks me up

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Movie UpdateThrew down some brewskies with producer last Sunday and she was feeling bad at not working on the spreadsheet. "All you have to do," I told her, "Was tell me to write. That's it!" She got into it and promised she would nag me. I got a few pages written the other day- Thurs and Fri this week are full writing days. Yay!Morning in the HoodThe tai-chi folks were tai-chi-ing, the morning

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AmtrakThis is the station right across from work. It's one of those things I go by every day and never really look at or recognize. Sure, the first day maybe but after that, nada. A lot of these trains are very pro-American for some reason. I mean, isn't that a bit of a overdose when Amtrak is owned by the govt., it's only a domestic service, and most passengers are American? Gotta love it that

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Medau, MadameMuch like someone who says "I love this song!" or "I love this movie," or "That is my favorite restaurant," when everyone within hearing knows that they love every song/movie/restaurant, that is how I feel about Medau. It's my favorite street! Next to Pacific, Hyde, John, the list goes on. How cute, how small, how tree-lined, how architecturally pure, how well-loved by tenants, etc.

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What I do is OrderNew acquaintance, at dinner last night, looked at me oddly inspired, as I ordered, and said, "You should get a job, doing that." What did we order? shrimp curry (panang)spring rollspapaya saladchicken something (I did not order it).Not that sophisticated of me, but I guess it was the speed and concensus.

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Where it's still the Civil WarI love the Warming Hut (above) in its spare, 1800s looks. I watched a film made by KQED of the Barbary Coast Trail last night, and appreciated the pre-1906 construction. Not sure when the Warming Hut went up, but I'm sure it's around when Fort Point, and/or the other military buildings in the Presidio. Did I mention that I love this part of San Francisco and go out

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This has nothing to do with my blog, but I have to write it down to remind myself how incredibly odd it is. At work, I got this in my inbox. My dad's train ended up getting in last night at 2 AM... For those of you who remember his arrival last time, you are never going to believe this, but the delay was caused by another murder! She just wrote back with an official news writeup. I guess the

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This photo reminds me that there are sunny days, or were, in JanuarySunny Days, So Long AgoThe rain: all the radio stations talk about it, and everyone you talk to talks about it. Not so long ago, the days were sunny, and we had tons of droughts no less. Just putting things into perspective.Los Gatos Creek TrailI really wished I had bought a cell phone with a camera, or at least carried my camera

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here's a little temple of heaven on a wet and wicked Tuesday.Insomnia, or, Questions of Racial Non-IdentityCouldn't sleep last night, and in the throes of daydreaming and anxiety thoughts, had an overwhelming concern that people would think my movie is racist. It's good to question these things, it's true, and I think when you talk about stuff, you get very close to the "line" whatever that may

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4-27Once in a while a date sticks out as the "overbooked" day. 4/27 is one, and this upcoming Wednesday is another. Why, oh Gods of Scheduling, does this happen? What is so special about that Thursday, and this Wednesday? Hmmm.world is flat- duh!Office mate's friend has quit software engineering in Hydrabad, India (my spelling sorry if bad) to work on a novel. His sounds better than mine. This

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Lovely DayIt is absolutely friggin gorgeous out today. Saw a small regatta out there in front of the Marina doing their thing. Not sure if it's a race, or a class. Swimmers were taking advantage of the nice weather, at Aquatic Park. The tourists are just swarming around every possible corner too. Finally they can get out of museums and see some stereotypically California weather, I imagine. For

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photo from crooks & liarsfrom whitehouse.govread originally on crooks & liarsThe comments here are funny."Q I've got the mike.THE PRESIDENT: Okay, yes, very good. (Laughter and applause.) Good move.Q You never stop talking about freedom, and I appreciate that. But while I listen to you talk about freedom, I see you assert your right to tap my telephone, to arrest me and hold me without charges,

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Hidden and Weird Locations in SFFriend pointed me to this Flickr stream that ended up inspiring this group to use it as a location for Rent, an old Amtrak Station. And with that great sibling rivalry (We are better than Oakland!) I will go on a foray to find cool secret, hidden locations. - there are closed down subway stops, where they had raves in Y2K. Really. OK I haven't been there but I do

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I'm walking out of my favorite lunch spot - Columbus Cafe - where I devoured a really yummy schwerma, and saw this phenomenon that occurs about every week here. A huge tour bus of mainland Chinese swarm around me. The tour guide was pointing them up Lombard (from kind of an odd angle, from the North Beach side) expecting them, I guess, to walk up it. It is hard or near impossible, really, to

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my old apt, burned (credit to igmom)Rain and FireRealizing while driving to work today through really sodden streets downtown, that it's not El Nino, no, it's Global Warming! The rain is getting me down. At least I'm not experiencing the high winds and buckets of rain on the Bay Bridge like I was, back in March. The constant drizzle is another form of torture, though. On the theme of acts from

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Bocce Ball CourtsNot sure if anyone remembers the earlier post regarding how they are not using oyster shells in the bocce ball courts, but I do, and so for this travesty I inspected the courts. They look interesting. I'm glad it's opening up this corner of the DiMaggio park and library.NoisePopManaged to get into two shows with NoisePop, at the Swedish American Hall (my peeps!). Mystery of the

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toll downtown!From this article, I gleaned that my twice a week commute will involve a new toll. True, some times I feel like I could walk on car hoods the entire way to work. But for me, going against the flow, it will totally suck, unless it prevents lame SUV driving lawyer/finance types from driving from the marina to downtown because "someone always smells on the bus." (yes, I have heard that

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I wish I was here! the warming hut, at the base of gg bridgebiking buddiesThere is a strange phenomenon: people talk to you on a bike. I made a German friend on my really short 12 minute bike ride to the gym yesterday. I was angry at this one "baby on board" SUV that almost swiped me on Bay Street, and along Embarcadero comes a friendly sort and we chat about clipless peddles, how to find Mt. Tam

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near Land's End, the path behind Legion of Honorbackwards first!ThunderstormsIn talking to my sister, who lives in an area with real weather, I noted proudly, "we're supposed to get thunderstorms today!" Wrong. Never got them. Sure, the pavement was wet outside, but no big rattling dramatic bolts from heaven. Must our weather always be like paradise!!!???!!!HomeboundThere has been no reason to

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The new (to me) de Young, and SF MOMAMy mom and I went to the new De Young and was duly amazed, but I have these comments, good and bad.- I saw it at maximum capacity. It was the first day of this crazy floral bouquet show, and every square inch was crowded with floral arranging enthusiasts. Did you know that FAE (floral arranging enthusiasts) touch the flowers? Overheard: "This type of thing is

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random old broken down building on John St. (not ping pong place) photo: me!That robot-ping-pong placeFor months it was closed, but now I walk by it and can peek in the door, and I see a big ping pong table. Last week tons of kids from school were in there. Is it a club of some sort? No, it's the sales and repair place of a ping pong robotic shoot-er, much like an automatic tennis ball shooter.

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photo: Fort MasonNorth Beach NewsletterThere was a pile of North Beach Newsletters in my apartment building's lobby this morning. I used to love to read the Cupertino Courier for its Sheriff's blotter. One day, a very special day, there was an item in there that would go down forever in my mind in indelible ink: "toss pillow stolen from community center." I made the mistake of reading the

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Mermaid LaneMermaid Lane, Pacific GroveIt's this long block near Lover's Point, in Pacific Grove, which is an old Methodist revival camp down in the Monterey Bay Area. I love this block. It's got that kind of hippie, seaside community feeling. I really, really want the town to have Hippie Day, which would be a kind of love fest. I'm working with the influential people (my mom) on this idea, and

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Have You Thought of Dance? Or, in Memoriam: Gail KellyA famous Anthro teacher of my time, from my alma mater, Reed College, died, and I just found out about it. Her name was Gail Kelly, and she was a big deal in school, and, even though I never had her as a teacher, she is the coiner of one of my favorite phrases: "Have you thought of dance?" She said this to a friend of mine who failed her

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doesn't this just scream Rice-a-Roni?Museum of North BeachIt's inside a bank and up a staircase, on Stockton at Columbus (the Chinatown side). I had always wanted to go in.. I've seen it a lot since it's near East Wind Books and another new Beijing-style bookstore. The museum is cute. It's got the vestements for a much loved priest from St. Peter and Paul church (Salesian) as well as a lot of

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Cap't Engine Cleaner emailed me "break the lead" and in researching nautical expressions trying to figure out what she meant, I got hooked. Now I get to test your knowledge:match the words to the definitions:scuttlebutt "no room to swing a cat" "splice the mainbrace" "minding your Ps and Qs""in the offing" "freeze the

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WeekendsBeing a "live-in-SF" bay area person, you meet certain... challenges... in planning your weekend. This is how mine evolved:-- conversation with Mom about going to her house, and parents coming to mine, in a kind of cheap vacation swap. They have a nice pad in Monterey, so we would have both gotten the benefit of having a vacation without spending any money! Problem: Dad wanted to do his

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Yank SingThe phone was ringing at the ungodly hour of 9am, then again at 10am, and I was sure it was a crisis in marketing land. But no, it was a friend inviting me to enjoy dim sum! So I hopped on the old bike and arrived there in ten minutes. This is the dim sum place of all dim sum places, and they are differe from the run of the mill chop shop on Stockton in so many ways.- why pay 2$ when you

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SF Bike Loop, The Tee OffFrom 1:00 to 4:00 I was doing the above bike ride, on my crappy old bike. I will do the same route again with my new bike and compare! One problem, of many with crappy old bike, is that I only have three workable gears and they're all at the highest resistance. So I did a lot of walking. I'll be interested to know if I can make it up those hills with a bigger set of gears

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from abc newsBig GustsI waited out the 6:30-8:00 freakish windstorm last night. I was at work in Emeryville, and it felt like either some giant was stompong on our ceiling, or a few sound blasts were happening in the parking lot. These old warehouse buildings don't do well with 60+mph winds, it was weird. I kept wanting to turn to co-workers if but to say, "wow." (a word I was banned from saying

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being an AmericanRecently I was thinking about how patriotic I am.- I drink a lot of coffee. For those who remember the Boston tea party(or reading it, vs. living it) the unfair taxes on tea, etc., and how Amuhrikans started drinking coffee instead, they will know that this is a truly patriotic move. "Other ports followed suit - and every patriotic American gave up tea drinking and turned to

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From This guy's Flickr accountlife is cruelIt's a beautiful, beautiful day out and I'm trapped inside doing work!!! I went out to get an amazing scherma, from 901 Columbus Cafe (I love it when nothing in the title informs you that amazing middle-eastern food is near). So go there, get the slightly overpriced, but scrumptious, schwerma. Anyways, in walking the one block over there, I did my

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Driving home at night across the bay bridgeAstrologyIt's weird how eeriely right it can be. I mean, I put in way too many hours at work today and I log on and see my astrology post for tomorrow, and it's like, you've put in far too many hours at work... Your usually abundant energy may receive a sudden setback today, anna. Pressure from work could well be creating stress that leaves you feeling

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What if your walk to work was sailing? Hmmm... I just want to shout out again to my buddies over at the Maritime Museum in the lobby of the Argonaut Hotel on Beach Street at Hyde: dude, that video of the harbor pilot rocks!!!Went to Citizen Monkey, Noodle Bar last night, they're open somewhat late. Osha is a better late night place, though Citizen Thai/Monkey is pretty damn good. I also love

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Channelling Christopher CrossSailing takes me awayfrom where I'm goingba-da-da-daall caught up in a reverieall I ... is a symphony.... (forget the words)Went sailing from Oyster Pt. to The Ramp thanks to Cap't Engine Cleaner. My pirate name is Capt' Hot Box. We got on a giggle attack about how to get cap't Engine Cleaner into a flirty conversation with the cute harbor guy. I'm sure there's a

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Looking North from Chrissy Field, the estuary and bay in backgroundBiking In the ColdSo it's freezing here the past two days. I decided to do the bike loop from the Ferry Building up and around the Warming Hut, basically directly under the Golden Gate Bridge. It's a nice low-traffic way, especially in the afternoon on a Thursday. The problem? That is probably the coldest thing you could probably

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Near Pacific & Taylor, Name Escapes MeChameleonThe writer's cafe. OK so I've figured out that it's got great feng shui, mellow tunes, and big windows for people-watching, all the great ingredients for a perfect writing spot. And guess what? Others have too. Dagnabbit. I overheard two people behind me last night discussing their writing group that meets there every honkin day (to appreciate the

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LEO RIPSo I got an email from my Dad, who loves my neighborhood, about the death of Leo Rocca. Leo's parents started Rocca's, a bar very close to my house, and the one that has the sign "where locals and tourists meet." Great obituary, and sad that Leo has passed away. The sign above the door that usually announces the arrival of new ships, or maybe the superbowl game, now says "RIP LEO."New

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Walking to WorkI actually drive two days a week, then I walk to a cafe the other days. So I'm splitting up the definition of "walk to work," this blog's original intention, to my two jobs. I actually tried to take photos out of the car window as I was on the Bay Bridge last night. I'll post them. Mostly flash against a window, and twinkly lights of buildings in the background!Notes from the

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FYI: there are no serious earthquakes going on at this time. whew.And I'm in an "optional" flood zone. Not a place that requires flood insurance, but it's optional. Nice to know, I guess. Just glad I'm on the second floor. This is rash of catastrophic thinking due to the fact that I had only 5 hours of sleep and CNN is showing weird photos of New Orleans, like boats upside down, etc.

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Ah, we finished completely, but opted not to make the 9pm deadline, and instead eat some food. The hour or so eating put us off the schedule. We arrived at the end, with our completed scorecard in hand, to a totally empty plaza! We encountered some "regular" hunt folks and actually helped them with the last clue. Very fun, though a huge hike- from Embarcadero to Union Square, up nob hill,

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SF Citizen AccoutrementsThings you must have if you are a SF resident (and/or give you away as a SF townie):- MUNI Pass, monthly, in front of wallet behind plastic- Trader Joe's canvas bag (or) plastic mexican multi-colored bag- resident's card for discounts!- thorough knowledge of street cleaning schedules in the four block radius around your house- a good map of SF (probably the laminated Flash

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Random Notes About TownI've been super busy and believe it or not, unable to write my usual myopic opinings about local SF life. Well here are some tidbits that I just can't hold back.DPWWalking home late from union square, ran into a DPW (department of public works) van and guy on Stockton street. I talked to him for a bit about who leaves stuff on the street, if they fine the landlord, or owner

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No interesting factoids today. It's a gorgeous day! I used vinegar to clean my floor! I'm going on a bike ride! Hanging on the wharf!Oh, I saw a real longshoreman Thursday. Black cap, peacoat, duffel bag slung over his shoulder. In fact, he must be an actor. I mean, there are no real live container ships docking on SF's waterfront, it's all tourism. We have a defunct military ship retired here. I

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How beautiful is Embarcadero? I rode to the Embarcadero Y and back this afternoon. I had to tangle with cars once in a while, but in general it was just amazing to be out on this beautiful, sunny, day, biking on a long stretch alongside the sparkling bay, the bridge, the big arrow and bow pointing into the ground… oh wait, that’s art, sculpture, etc.Downloaded a huge batch of photos from my

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Credit to riverstoneThe flats of potrero hill, or "bottom of the hill" I guess, has changed a lot. I was there to check out for the first time: Mission Cliffs. I guess I used to visit BAVC (the bay area video coalition), gordon's, the brewery, and other hotspots from the dot com era. Now, it's got the old live work lofts, and more new construction. Some really beautiful work areas have been built

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Spent an hour or so at Chrissy Field yesterday. I got there kind of late and was able to witness the alpenglow-like effect around 5pm, which is not something to miss. I was expecting tons of people walking up and down the paths, but since I kept mostly to the beach instead of the walkway I had a really nice low-crowd experience.Some kids on bikes were hitting all of the puddles, and everybody was

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Letters to EditorToday's post is dedicated to offline comments I've received on my blog."Blogs should be like yours. Focussed on things that are specific, that aren't just rambling narratives about their opinions or life." ed. Well mine are as well, and I try not to be myopic and self-navel-gazing."I saw something off of banane blog. It was Union Square workers repainting the Macy's windows

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Coit Tower from LombardChinatown at Night & Treasure Hunt!I walked back from the W to home last night. Around 12:30am, walking through Union Square, through the Stockton Tunnel... by the way, the best dim sum tiny store behind a bus stop is "Dim Sum Good Food" on Stockton. Still don't know the cross street. This is an ongoing journey! I love it that it's a straight shot from the Metreon and home

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Setting: Paul & Eddie's, dive bar in sleepy Silicon Valley megawealthy suburb, the old Cupertino train station and "inn". Year: 2006. Tumbleweeds blow by the Lexii.She takes a drag off of her latte. "There were men, a world of men. My mother drove me around Cupertino bars (there are 2) trying to sell me as a white slave, cross-dressed as a poor kid, to get enough quarters to do her laundry in the

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I'm taking photos for my friend who moved, of the places she's lived in San Francisco. I also did that with my grandfather, driving around LA taking photos of all the houses he lived in. Fun exercise! I'll give you a written tour of mine.1995: Page street, white building with red stairs. Walk up to the first floor, there's a nice white painted one bedroom Victorian. Couch surfing on Page Street,

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Big Bay Laurel TreeSan Antonio Park, county open space in Los Altos Hills. I have fond memories of this tree. Sister and I would come frequently and play tennis in the courts nearby. It is usually blindingly hot and dry during the summer, and she wasn't old enough to drive, so we would walk the railroad tracks here, with our rackets, and then play tennis to exhaustion, drink some water, sit under

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Power OutageI just experienced an 8 minute power outage. I wonder if it's the construction up Chestnut Street. Hmmm. My building slams doors, probably because the alarms are reset or it's some weird fire precaution. Large hallway doors. I feel like I'm on a submarine and I'm on the wrong side of a sealed door.JT LeroyI kind of hate fake tell-alls because they are feeding on the sensationalist

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John Street, Chinatown, check out the kids playing soccer. Friday right after work.Life is too short not to enjoy little drops of happiness (my translation of dim sum, dian xi, or dot and heart) and CHOCOLATE, which, if dark and eaten in small amounts, is good for you. So my resolution this year: more good chocolate and more dim sum.The chocolate companies in San Francisco, a very subjective,

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Enter the CafePress Anti-Valentine Contest ">Enter the CafePress Anti-Valentine Contest " border="0" alt="" />There's a sub culture a few blocks away from me that is vibrant and happening. It's the kids from TGIF who pound weird absinthe-colored shots after the doors have closed. It's the white shirted starbucks employee grabbing five In & Out burgers for their housemates back in the Haight.

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china cove, summer of 2005So looking through photos I took last summer, I realized I really want it to be summer again! Also planning trip to Sweden and thinking of the best time of the year to visit. Today it's alarmingly bright out, that I forget that it's been raining constantly for a week. Walked up to the village and back, doing errands, and everyone was wearing t-shirts and little jackets.

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