Nobody checked with me on this.
Anyway, somebody climbed up there a few days ago, you know, naked.
And here’s how things looked back in the day:
What’ll happen next at San Francisco Designated Landmark #73?
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
[Oh look, it’s me being “upbeat.” WARNING: Boredom ahead – feel free to click off somewhere else.]
I’ll tell you back in the day, traffic signals used to get busted all the time, cause incandescent bulbs would burn out. Then we got LED lights instead – a bunch of little points of light, so if one two go bad it’s no biggee because there are tons of others telling you to stop.
Of course it’s possible for the entire assembly to lose its power for other reasons, as here, on Hayes:
I’ve never seen this before. (This is the point of my post, sorry.) So I called 311 and (unlike the cases where low-level RPD workers beg me, literally beg me, to call 311 to get whatever issue right on up to the Big Guy in McLaren Lodge the next morning) I got through with a quickness and then I never noticed this busted signal again, like the next day.
IDK why 311 thinks I need some case # – it’s like my duty is extinguished as soon as I hang up. It’s on you guys now.
(I’ll tell you, one time I called the 911 for a missing manhole (personhole? I lack the proper vocabulary, obvs. In my day we called ’em “manhole covers” ’cause THAT WAS THE WAY WE LIKED IT) cover on Fell at Lyon in the Western Addition. And 911 was like, oh, we’ll contact DPW (with the implication being that that’s what I should have done instead) and I’m like, thinking to myself here, uh, no, if somebody on a moped on Fell runs over this giant hole, IT’S GOOD-NIGHT NURSE. Ergo, that’s the emergency.)
Anyway, the System works, sometimes…
So IDK, one supposes that all these street lights about town have photovoltaic-type switches that have gotten occluded (ala putting a piece of paper on the right side of my car’s dashboard to turn the headlights on / waving your hand in front of my TV to cover up the sensor to get it to go dimmer) over the months and years and that’s why they burn all the live-long day, for weeks, months, and what’s next, years?
Anyway, here’s the other lamp on my short block – I’ve never shown you this one afore.
ASSIGNMENT DESK: Hey SFGov, how much does it cost to this light in the daytime for a year? Multiply that by how many lights?
Look to the Skies for Signs and Wonders
IMO, Nike should make sure that these types of signs hit the streets like six days before the annual Nike Womens 13.1-Mile Marketing Effort
(Interesting font there, SFMTA!)
The way things stand now, notice is insufficient.
(The person who will tow your ride Sunday morning will live south of SF, and have bible verses cited on the side of his tow truck, if Past Is Prologue.)
I’ve never seen an ad like this afore:
How long did it take to create, one wonders? About two seconds?
No matter, I’m sure SFGov is starting to think of the bluewolf as a good corporate citizen now…
Note human, for scale:
One assumes it might have something to do with this, Contract 2419J?