Looking south from Davis Street across Market:
Shoe, cap, water bottle:
Getting hauled away:
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.
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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.”
All right, what most people consider Embarcadero Center are the taller buildings all in a row, from left to right, EC1, EC2, EC3, and EC4.
And then the Hyatt Regency Embarcadero is considered Embarcadero Center 5. (The boxy thing on top used to be a revolving restaurant, but, sadly, it don’t revolve no mo.)
And then, along came Embarcadero West (275 Battery), the black sheep of the family, as seen on the left:
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(I guess they threw in short, short 301 Battery for completeness, but it’s been there for a good long time so it doesn’t belong in here.)
Now you better know Embarcadero Center.
“By 1862, this area of moored ships was nicknamed the Barbary Coast and had become a raucous district of prostitution, dance halls and thievery. The Coast continued to flourish until 1911, when Mayor James Rolph initiated a clean-up. Shut down for good in the early 1920′s, the area became San Francisco’s Produce District. A forerunner of the weekend Farmer’s Market that exists near Embarcadero Center today, the area’s narrow streets were lined with vendors selling fruits and vegetables.
When urban renewal laws took hold in San Francisco in the 1950′s, city planner M. Justin Herman spearheaded a plan to redevelop the site where Embarcadero Center now stands into a mixed-use “city within a city.” David Rockefeller, John Portman, and Trammel-Crow submitted the winning proposal to develop the 8.5 acre site.
Embarcadero Center’s four office towers were built in phases, beginning in 1968 and ending in 1983. The office towers, which have a daily population of 16,000, quickly became the corporate headquarters for many major companies.
Further expansion occurred during the mid-1980′s when commercial property became available directly west of the complex. The project was expanded to include Embarcadero Center West located at 275 Battery Street.
The Embarcadero Roadway Project has led to an entire renewal of the Downtown Waterfront District that is ensuring a bright future for Embarcadero Center. The Center is just steps away from the 42,000-seat AT&T Park, home to the San Francisco Giants baseball team, which opened in April 2000. The waterfront is also the scene of the new Muni F-Line transportation system featuring historic streetcars from around the world. Future projects include a cruise ship terminal and dozens of new restaurants, condominiums, hotels, and entertainment attractions.
Embarcadero Center successfully combines a desirable office address with over 120 quality shops and restaurants. Stores range from local, independent retailers to names that are internationally recognized, while restaurants provide a diversity of cuisine and dining styles. The Embarcadero Center Cinema is a leading exhibitor of first-run art, foreign language and special interest films. The Center is also the site of frequent special events that include wine and music festivals, art exhibits, garden shows, summer Total Wellness fair and the Embarcadero Center holiday ice rink.”
It’s arty, I suppose, the address repeated over and over and over:
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Reminds me a bit of this.