Posts Tagged ‘anza vista’

Gracious Urban Living? The Rich People of San Francisco Have Run Out of Nice Places to Live – Little Boxes

Friday, October 19th, 2012

A wind-blown box sloping uphill in two directions, while facing the big E.R. for the Western Addition.

Here’s what it looks like north of NoPA and south (and also west) of the projects:

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Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes made of ticky tacky,
Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes all the same.
There’s a green one and a pink one 
And a blue one and a yellow one,
And they’re all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.

And the people in the houses
All went to the university,
Where they were put in boxes
And they came out all the same,
And there’s doctors and lawyers,
And business executives,
And they’re all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.

And they all play on the golf course
And drink their martinis dry,
And they all have pretty children
And the children go to school,
And the children go to summer camp
And then to the university,
Where they are put in boxes
And they come out all the same.

And the boys go into business
And marry and raise a family
In boxes made of ticky tacky 
And they all look just the same.
There’s a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one,
And they’re all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.

 

Loch Ness Has Its Monsters, Anza Vista Has Its Raccoons

Friday, October 12th, 2012

Or maybe this shadowy figure was just a very, very large house cat out on the prowl:

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But please remember that urban raccoons kill more more than urban coyotes

Slowly Cruising the Anza Vista Trying to Find a Quiet Place to Park Your Oversized Vehicle for the Night – It’s Hard

Friday, October 12th, 2012

I’ll tell you, anyplace what has a neighborhood association named after it is no place for your Bounder RV.

Driving 3 MPH on Ewing Terrace, looking for a place for the night:

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I mean, these NIMBYs have the local police station captain’s phone number on speed-dial, so why not instead try the Panhandle or Post Street (near Scott) or SoMA or someplace else where nobody cares that much about you?