You’re in good shape, Baby.
Keep up the good work.
[UPDATE: Reference to the hundrum Richmond District omitted. And somehow, I accidentally changed my Canon’s Mode switch to Manual, which I didn’t think was possible, you know, due to the safety. With my 1D, this would be impossible, but with a 5D, it’s possible, obvs to me now. Anyway, this photo was way overexposed. It was all … foggy.]
Or is it a ’65? I can’t tell.
Nevertheless, this ride was an arresting sight, creepin’ down Geary turning towards Arguello in the Richmond District:
All this guy needs is 16 switches, and hollow-points for the snitches.
And maybe some D’s.
Play us out, Dr. Dre.
[Female voice w/ Jamaican patois:]
Eeeh, whappn no baby
You look good ina ya car eh
Longtime mi watch ya mi wha chat to ya
And ya a gwaan like ya nuh wha chat to me
So whappn Dre tell em whe di eff a gwaan nuh
As you espy that grand palace at the top of Trader Joe’s Hill west of Eddy and east of the Avenues, you think Poor Suzanne Somers* – she got kicked out of San Francisco College for Women (nee Lone Mountain College for Women, nee San Francisco College for Women) for getting preggers back in ’64.
What a different world it was back then.
At the top of the hill, the Lone Mountain Campus of the University of San Francisco:
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*Now you kids don’t remember Suzanne Somers but here she is back in the day, the PG-13 version (oddly Photoshopped, for some purpose), and then here’s the R-rated Full Monty, though it looks more like something from an especially joyful mammogram, which she probably could have used at the time as she’s now a breast cancer survivor. Speaking of which, don’t “have a discussion with your doctor” when you turn 40 ladies, just demand your mommygram, that’s it, no discussion needed, to Hell with any federal task force.