From IchiBan Kan dollar store at 1625 Post Street, home of the USB Humping Dog, comes candy with a detailed backstory. Let’s read the package:
“Every drop of fresh apple juice, carefully pressed from the reddest apples, shining in colors of the cheeks of a snow-country child, is yours to enjoy in each soft and juicy Kasugai Apple Gummy.”
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How do people live like this?
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Mavericks Surf Contest organizers just extended the season into next week, so if the tasty waves come in by Wednesday, April 8th, then it’ll be on.
That’s good.
How it looked last year. Click to expand.
Tink happy toughts.
O.K. first of all, get up to speed on Senate Bill 242 from Leland Yee, PhD,the State Senate’s Assistant President pro Tempore, representing areas of San Francisco and San Mateo Counties. This whole issue of language discrimination got kicked into high gear last year with some idiotic move from the Ladies Professional Golf Association (LPGA), which apparently isn’t a pure sport – it’s “sports entertainment,” so there’s a high premium on having stars that speak English.
Anywho, Senator Yee’s bill to prevent language discrimination made it out of committee, so that put into the news, so that got some people down south a little riled up.
Listen for yourself (you might need to right click and then Save As…) to the message a caller left at Leland’s office:
“Hi. I just read an article, here in L.A. about Mr. Leland Lee (sic), about the English (sic) and all the language (sic). You know what? This is United States of America. If he don’t (sic) like it, tell him to go back to China. He’s an immigrant. This is the United States, we speak English.
“I had an emergency the other night. I use a radio. And the illegal immigrants kept talking, talking, and talking in Spanish and it was a serious emergency I had.
“English is our language – don’t like it, leave our country. Nobody’s begging you to stay. Stop coming to our country and try (sic) to change eveything to fit what YOU want. We created it, we like it the way it is, if you don’t like, YOU pack your bags and YOU go home.
Have a great day, Loo-eee…, Leland, which is a white name.”
So there you have it.
See the deets of SB 242 after the jump.
Your local gas and electric utility monopoly would like you to think before you dig. PG&E reminds us all today to call 811 at least two days before you start digging around, else you might hit a gas main and blow yourself to kingdom come. Some local folks will answer the phone and check things out for you and what’s wrong with that?
But what about all the other x11 telephone services – they are starting to add up huh? Let’s learn about them below.
Here there are, all the N11 Codes we have:
211 Community Information and Referral Services
311 Non-Emergency Police and Other Governmental Services
411 Local Directory Assistance
511 Traffic and Transportation Information
611 Telephone Repair Service
711 Telecommunications Relay Service (TRS)
811 Access to One Call Services to Protect Pipeline and Utilities from Excavation Damage
911 Emergency
Wow, that’s a lot.
The fantastic Artistic Luxury exhibit at the Legion of Honor Museum continues. Read all about it here and here.
But what about the Faberge Eggs? Here’s one with a clouded history: the Lapis-Lazuli Hen Egg, complete with yellow enamel yolk:
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“Not much is known about the backgrounds of this Egg. Maybe it was made for one of the other members of the Imperial Family and maybe the future shall place this Egg in the category “Imperial Eggs” like the Resurrection Egg and the Spring Flowers Egg.”
Eggs, precious eggs!
You can’t miss this huge Modelo Especial Beer ad that’s recently been placed in umpty-ump convenience stores all over San Francisco. Leaving aside whether or not this brew is boring, one of the problems here is that the Modelo model in the ad has had her ribcage PhotoShopped away, kind of like this, kind of like Jessica Rabbit.
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So the ad here isn’t quite a PhotoShop Disaster of the kind involving disembodied hands or misplaced belly buttons, but you gotta maintain left/right symmetry if you want to maintain verisimilitude. That’s your lesson for the day…
AskMen.com, that advertising-choked, Internet laddie magazine home of Jessica Alba, Beyonce, Megan Fox, and Scarlett Johansson, today announced the results of its “Top 29 Cities for Men to Live In“, ranking San Francisco third-best.
Well that’s par for the course for SF, CA, but what about their advice concerning where to go and what to do? It seems more appropriate for my grandmotherthan a swinging young AskMen man. But you judge for yourself, below.
A couple of drinks for thirty-something dollars at the InterContinental Mark Hopkins Hotel atop geriatric Nob Hill – is that any kind of date for a laddie?
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Anyway, here’s their advice:
Can’t Miss: Taking a date for martinis at Top of the Mark
To Avoid: Avoid the Tenderloin district like the plague, lest you actually catch some
Tipping: Gratuity is going to cost you; 20% is considered the bare minimum
San Francisco Bay also features Alcatraz prison, known as the inescapable “rock.” Take the ferry out to what is now a museum, which gives riders a picturesque view of San Francisco’s legendary Golden Gate Bridge.
For the record, the crowd at the Top of the Mark skews older [UNDERSTATEMENT MODE= OFF] to put it mildly, plague is associated with neighboring San Mateo County (not San Francisco’s Tenderloin, which youths would find much more entertaining than Snob Hill), and 20% is considered an average tip around town.
All right, maybe Askmen’s advice would be good for your skinflint grandpa, the one who has never heard about Alcatraz. You know, the one who never tips more than 10% (of the pre-tax total, of course - he never would base his tax on the total bill, oh no).
Fine. But youthful laddie mag readers might not want to rely on Askmen.com.
Just saying.
Read all the gritty nitty and see which burg topped the list, after the jump.
This Western Scrub Jay is just like all the others at San Francisco Botanical Garden (aka Strybing Arboretum) – it loves to sit in a tree about ten feet off the ground waiting for you to hold up a peanut above your head. Then the jay will fly over, grab the nut out of your hand, and then either eat it or bury it like the larder hoarder that it is.
This one decided to hang on a tourist’s hand for a bit before flying off. You might get an infection if your finger gets scratched by a talon but you probably won’t get West Nile Virus, so that’s a good thing:
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The fantastic Artistic Luxury exhibit at the Legion of Honor Museum continues. Read all about it here and here.
But what about the Faberge Eggs? Here’s one from 1907, the Rose Trellis Egg:
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There’s a bit of mystery to its history:
The egg was created by Faberge’s workmaster, Henrik Wigström (Russian, 1862-1923) and is crafted of gold, green and pink enamel in various shades, portrait diamonds, rose-cut diamonds and satin lining. This Egg is enameled in translucent pale green and latticed with rose-cut diamonds and decorated with opaque light and dark pink enamel roses and emerald green leaves. A portrait diamond is set at either end of this Egg, the one at the base covering the date “1907″.
Originally the Egg contained an oval jeweled locket in which contained a hidden surprise, which is now lost. Only an impression on the satin lining now remains. This is considered the last of the opulent Easter eggs made without the constraints of a menacing outside world.
Eggs, precious eggs!
