Posts Tagged ‘block’

Offensive Parking: The Owner of This Hybrid Sure is a Brave Soul to Park This Way on Fell, Year After Year

Monday, December 22nd, 2014

Day after day, week after week, month after month, year after year:

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I’m surprised the owner of this gas electric hybrid has managed to maintain this parking lifestyle for so long.

(If you tried this in Pac Heights, offended dog walkers would have DPT ticket you into submission, tout de suite.)

Drivers at Fell and Masonic Need to be More Aggressive Heading North and Less Heading South

Thursday, May 22nd, 2014

Allow me to explain, Gentle Reader.

This driver’s heading south on Masonic. See what s/he did? S/he “blocked the box” because of carelessness. You gotta look ahead to see if the intersection will clear by the time your light turns red. It’s Da Law. This is what I mean when I say too aggressive.

On the other hand, drivers heading north on Masonic sometimes want to turn left onto Fell. Sometimes these people don’t commit to making the turn by entering the intersection. Instead, they hang back by the crosswalk about 40 feet from where they should be, srlsy. Ppl, you gotta commit to the turn, you gotta be more aggressive.

D’accord? 

D’accord!

Metal SFMTA Sign: “SCOTT ST. TRAFFIC CIRCULATION CHANGES” – But Shouldn’t It Say “TRAFFIC RESTRICTIONS” Instead?

Wednesday, April 16th, 2014

I think so.

I think the SFMTA, which recently “turned its back on your safety,” wants to shut down part of Scott Street

Oh here we go:

“Scott Street will no longer be a convenient route for driving in the southbound direction.”

What the SFMTA is saying here is:

Scott Street will no longer be a possible route for driving in the southbound direction.

Hey SFMTA, instead of all this, why don’t you say what you mean and mean what you say?

The Food Menu of the New “Barrel Head Brewhouse” on Fulton at Masonic in the Western Addition

Tuesday, March 18th, 2014

You know, burgers, fries, whatnot:

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Barrel Head Brewhouse Sneak Peek: Massive Upstairs Windows Display Your Low-Rise Jeans Plumber’s Butt for Tout le Monde to See

Friday, March 14th, 2014

Like from the sidewalks below or, as here, from across the street:

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This new place on Fulton hasn’t even opened yet but  it already has a five-star rating from Yelp, imagine that.

This particular block of Fulton is known for being home to a former Mayor’s formerly favorite corporate coffee house and what else? Oh, very expensive burritos. If you want, you can rent a big building a couple of doors down and open your own joint – just $18k a month in rent. And remember that big whorehouse that shut down a few years back?

What will happen next on the odd side of the 1700 block of Fulton across from the Lucky? Who knows.

But how about some window coverings, except why’d you install such big windows in the first place if you’re going to cover them up? Oh well.

 

More Signs of Life at 1751 Fulton, the Death Zone for Restaurants – Former Poleng Lounge / Social Club / Storyville Avail for $18K/Mo

Wednesday, October 30th, 2013

I don’t know, what kind of business could you run to cover the $4 per square foot per month rent on this foggy, windblown section of Fulton across the street from the Lucky?

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Back in the day, it looked like this on the weekends, with college kids barfing up here and there:

Of course, back in the day the business that actually made money on this side of the block was the quite active whorehouse called Gabin. These days, it’s world famous Papalote what’s earning the dollars with their expensive burritos.

But what kind of restaurant would you put in to meet your payroll and pay the rent of $1000 a day in this out-of-the-way location?

I’m clueless

 

This Map Shows the Results of the “Mid-Market Renaissance” – “Crime Reports as Block Height in San Francisco”

Thursday, July 11th, 2013

Via Bluoz, and from right here, a reported crime map of San Francisco.

Crime Reports as Block Height in San Francisco:

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You can see the flat spots on the left there – Golden Gate Park and The Presidio.

Of course the high-rise blocks are features of Randy Shaw‘s corrupt Twitterloin, aka the Mid-Market area, aka NeMa (“New Market”), aka The Tenderloin, aka The Yammerloin, aka The “Uptown” Tenderloin, aka Skid Row, aka Sixth Street, aka Lower Nob Hill, aka “Downtown.”

Finally, Some Activity at the Former Poleng Lounge on Fulton Near Masonic in the NoPA Western Addtion

Wednesday, May 1st, 2013

Whether it’s to open something new or to hunker down until better times I don’t know.

Anyway, it used to be like this but now it’s like this:

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Holy Toledo! Official San Francisco Contractor AutoReturn Advertises Bible Verses While Towing Cars in the 415?

Friday, November 9th, 2012

WTF is this? Is this a tow truck towing cars in the Financial under authority of the contract AutoReturn has with SFGov?

I think so!

And yet, in addition to charging you $500 for towing away your ride for being just 13 minutes late, AutoReturn wants to be involved with giving you a lecture from the King James.

Check it: 

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I cry foul.

For the record, PSALM 23:

The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:
He leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul:
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for His name’ sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil: For thou art with me;
Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies;
Thou annointest my head with oil; My cup runneth over.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the House of the Lord forever.

And then I’ll tow your car.

Sometimes, I just don’t know…

“The colonel’s hostility softened gradually as he applied himself to details. “Now, I want you to give a lot of thought to the kind of prayers we’re going to say. I don’t want anything heavy or sad. I’d like you to keep it light and snappy, something that will send the boys out feeling pretty good. Do you know what I mean? I don’t want any of this Kingdom of God or Valley of Death stuff. That’s all too negative. What are you making such a sour face for?”

“I’m sorry, sir,” the chaplain stammered. “I happened to be thinking of the Twenty-third Psalm just as you said that.”

“How does that one go?”

“That’s the one you were just referring to, sir. ‘The Lord is my shepherd; I—’”

“That’s the one I was just referring to. It’s out. What else have you got?”

“‘Save me, O God; for the waters are come in unto—’”

“No waters,” the colonel decided, blowing ruggedly into his cigarette holder after flipping the butt down into his combed-brass ash tray. “Why don’t we try something musical? How about the harps on the willows?”

“That has the rivers of Babylon in it, sir,” the chaplain replied. “‘…there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion.’”

“Zion? Let’s forget about that one right now. I’d like to know how that one ever got in there. Haven’t you got anything humorous that stays away from waters and valleys and God? I’d like to keep away from the subject of religion altogether if we can.”

The chaplain was apologetic. “I’m sorry, sir, but just about all the prayers I know are rather somber in tone and make at least some passing reference to God.”

“Then let’s get some new ones. The men are already doing enough bitching about the missions I send them on without our rubbing it in with any sermons about God or death or Paradise. Why can’t we take a more positive approach? Why can’t we all pray for something good, like a tighter bomb pattern, for example? Couldn’t we pray for a tighter bomb pattern?”

“Well, yes, sir, I suppose so,” the chaplain answered hesitantly. “You wouldn’t even need me if that’s all you wanted to do. You could do that yourself.”

“I know I could,” the colonel responded tartly. “But what do you think you’re here for? I could shop for my own food, too, but that’s Milo’s job, and that’s why he’s doing it for every group in the area. Your job is to lead us in prayer, and from now on you’re going to lead us in a prayer for a tighter bomb pattern before every mission. Is that clear? I think a tighter bomb pattern is something really worth praying for. It will be a feather in all our caps with General Peckem. General Peckem feels it makes a much nicer aerial photograph when the bombs explode close together.”

Those Chevy Volt Hybrid Owners Drive All Right, But They Don’t Park So Hot – “It’s OK, I Drive an Electric Car”

Friday, November 2nd, 2012

First of all, the Chevy Volt hybrid car is a hybrid car. Yeah, I know it was going to be an electric car, but GM lied to us all, which is its right to, but a hybrid is a hybrid, right>

Second of all, sales of the the Chevy Volt hybrid car are abysmal, so that’s why you don’t see them causing a bunch of accidents, you know, the way the drivers of a hybrid car line from another manufacturer are famous for. I can’t recall seeing a crazy driving maneuver done in a Volt.

Third of all, Volt drivers park in the craziest places, as if they think they’re special.

Thusly:

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That’s the MO of one Volter, like every day.

The driver prolly thinks you are stupid for not parking in crosswalks yourself.

On It Goes…