Bad things happen to Christmas trees tossed out too late – as seen in February 2017:
And here’s your invitation for trick or treat, as seen on Ashbury in March 2017:
And the poor red-eared slider is all, “No, not the box! Not the box again!”
And oh yes, EXCELLENCE IN EDUCATION FOR GIRLS will run you, you know, 30-something thousand dollars a year. Times nine, Gentle Reader. Oh, twins? Then times eighteen. Welcome to Frisco.
4th and Market is a tough area for bicycle security, certainly
We don’t have any WalMarts here in SF, of course, but it’s easy to start over again if you’re only paying $99 for the bike.
Get all the deets here.
IDK, I don’t see much of a difference between putting an RMJ sign on your soggy couch on the sidewalk and not putting an RMJ sign on your soggy couch.
I think I’ll need a grizzled Recology / SFGov employee to explain this system to me, you know, frankly. That hasn’t happened yet, so I all I know is the official program vs. what I see on the street…
I’ll tell you, where I live, I see a lot more signs what say FREE or Bed Bugs than what say RMJ
Severely taco’ed rear wheel and kinked seat stays:
But as you can see, there’s nothing left to harvest, so there’s nothing left to do but wait for SFGov or the Recology monopoly to haul it off.
Any harvestable parts were probably gone within a half-hour…
As seen on Lincoln out west in San Francisco County:
Somebody might have been using this mattress to sleep on in Golden Gate Park – I can’t tell.
This might be the RPD parks and recreation people – I can’t tell. (The Recology garbage monopoly people use hydraulics for a streetside summary execution of the box springs* they find.)
Another thing I can’t tell is the difference betwixt San Francisco’s legitimate mattress removal scheme vs. the process of simply wrestling your old bed** downstairs and throwing it down on the sidewalk in front of your door. I think you’re supposed to tell them your address and put the letters RMJ (Remove My Junk) on your unwanted booty.
I’ll look it up when and if the time comes…
*If you wanted to sell me** a box spring, I’d ask you what does it do and how am I going to eventually going to get rid of it. Oh, you say its job is to “support the mattress?” Uh, the same way the a hardwood floor might similarly “support” a mattress? And then people put a sheet of plywood in between the box spring and the mattress for “more support?” So I ask how does the mattress even know what’s under the plywood? Box springs are a scam, man!
**This is an option, a foam bed, on sale, from the Costco.com – SPONSORED LINK, SURPRISE! No, no, just kidding, Gentle Reader. I wouldn’t TBI you like that. Anyway, UPS delivers the box and you say, well, that’s a small box, and then you cut it open and the thing expands and unfolds like a US Navy life raft. Now some people say that foam mattresses are too warm at night, you know, for Frisco. YMMV
This Hyundai was abandoned months ago, so our SFMTA dutifully tickets it every week on street cleaning day.
Recently, a Denver boot was put on, see?
This is right across the street from the TJ’s.*
Either the owner will pay the boot fee soon or else a tow truck will come and then the owner will be on the hook for thousands if s/he wants his/her car back ever again.
Except do you think the owner, who obviously has some sort of life issue going on, has a spare couple thou?
*See how dirty the street is underneath the car? Look at all that garbage that piled up over the past nine weeks! Thank Gaia for street sweeping!