SFPD Park Station is going to get you, that’s what’ll happen.
And make that 28 MPH+ if you’re going past the senior center way out there on 30-something…
1) Hippie Hill before 4:20 PM:
Hippie Hill at 4:20 PM:
2) People were getting carded at the gate, so what to do? How about hang out betwixt Kezar and Stanyan, how’s that? A high school scene:
3) Alternatively, there’s always the bum rush. Hundreds made it through this one rupture over a period of about three minutes. Security guard in the yellow on the left there knew just what to do – he shut things down with a quickness. You can see some of the lucky ones past the gate to the left of the unecessary ambulance. Why would you bum rush? You’re a minor, you want to bring in your glass bong, and/or you didn’t want to wait so long in line – those are my top three guesses:
4) Traffic was going pretty good until SFGov started shutting down streets:
I don’t know why they do this – seems an overreaction:
So Hayes Street temporarily becomes New Fell Street
Count the #21 Hayeseses totally stuck in traffic:
5) So when SFGov complains about how much money it has to spend on Annual 420 Day, leaving aside how much effort it puts into promoting tourism, like how it sent its white collar worker$ to “volunteer,” you know, on the clock, for the NFL’s Super Bowl Experience or whatever the Hell it was called last year, take a look at this unecessary featherbedding – it’s a street sweeper sweeping nothing. How much does this cost, a $1000? IDK
Anyway, all this foo forall seems a make-work program for SFGov to placate the millionaire homeowners in the area, you know, on Annual 420 Day.
This outfit got a lot of criticism, so the CHP made them take the letters “CHP” off of their infamous license plate holders and then they said they’d stop isuing them, but it appears as if this program is still going strong in 2017.
Most of the these license plate holders I see these days are fake anyway. And even if you bought a “real” one on ebay, you were (or you are, IDK) supposed to display your 11-99 FOUNDATION MEMBERSHIP card or secret decoder ring or whatever whenever you get pulled over for speeding in your speedy luxury car. (You know, IDK how this system was supposed to work in the first place. How can you look at it and not think, “Corruption, corruption?“)
Anyway, fake or real, what these license plate holders appear to be saying is, “I like to drive fast in California.” And if I can figure that out, CA’s peace officers can figure that out as well.
Sometimes, I just don’t know.
Frisco doesn’t have all that many freeways, have you noticed that yet? Instead we have substitutes like Fell / Oak and Bush / Pine – one way streets two or three or four lanes wide.
But you wouldn’t just stop to let somebody off on a freeway, right? Why not pull in to a driveway instead, if you know it’s going to take a while? You see, it all depends on the situation. But the reason why people are honking at you is because you’re differing from the norms what have been established here. Sometimes double parking for a minute or two or more or a lot more is considered acceptable and sometimes its not. It’s a time / place / manner thing. Simply following Google Maps to an address and then stopping right out front on the road is sometimes not good is what I’m saying…
And now this, an UBER Lift driver who pulled into an alley to drop off, same day same place as above.
This is very rare. The problem is that the driver then had to back out of here with an awkward three or five point turn and then try to get back on congested Laguna, which was particularly clogged up at this time. It would have been totally fine to unload during the 35 seconds or so that you’d be staring at a red light. In this case, you’re being far too polite.
So that’s it, lesson finished.
And you know, I don’t know how it’s going to end for you all. Relying on a constant stream of new people coming in reminds me of an Herbalife situation, which I don’t know how that’s going to work out either…
Anyway, the Rules Are Different Here is what I’m saying
I aint ever seen this, in all my years:
“Union Pacific maintains a functioning police department staffed with officers given the title of Special Agent with jurisdiction over crimes against the railroad. Like most railroad police, its primary jurisdiction is unconventional, consisting of 54,116 miles (87,091 kilometers) of track in 23 western U.S. states. Railroad police are certified state law enforcement officers with investigative and arresting powers both on and off railroad property if authorized by the state they are operating within. They also have interstate authority pursuant to federal law (Title 49, United States Code, Section 28101. Under Public Law 110-53 SEC. 1526. (RAILROAD SECURITY ENHANCEMENTS)), Railroad police powers have been expanded to include railroads other than the officer’s employing agency. All of the states in Union Pacific’s 23 state system authorize full police authority, except for Minnesota and Wyoming, which do not grant authority to railroad police at all. Special Agents typically investigate major incidents such as derailments, sabotage, grade crossing accidents and hazardous material accidents and minor issues such as trespassing on the railroad right of way, vandalism/graffiti, and theft of company property or customer product. In accordance with their duties, Special Agents have the ability to access the FBI’s NCIC database to run suspects and vehicles for wants and warrants, as well as criminal history checks.”
Was reading this…
…and that reminded me of this, the last time I saw PRIBOT, the ur-car, left forgotten on the mean Streets of San Francisco:
“He’s an asshole, but he’s our asshole.”
Here’s the story:
And here’s one of the windows – I guess the projectile made it about halfway through:
I looked for a pellet or a BB (beebee, a little spherical piece of metal) on the ground, but saw nothing.
Bee(bee) on the look out.
I’m sure you all know all about the No Left Turn and the rarer No Right Turn, but this here is about the No Straight at 6th Street on Market Street inbound.
Now of course this enforcement action wasn’t an actual sting operation as:
Take a look – if you can’t see dude standing in the street with the sun at your back, well, you’ve got issues, Gentle Reader:
Of course, the fishing’d be easier in the AM but this was in the afternoon. Here comes Victim #1, blithely motoring straight through, as people have done for more than a century:
Cop springs into the slow lane…
…and then informs the driver of the new-ish rule. But get this – popo let him off with just a warning. FIN.
That’s story #1.
Story #2 is shorter. Through the intersection…
…and then after a 30-second chat…
…out comes the ticket book. That’s (at least) $238 for starters, but the real-life cost could get up to something like $1000-something what with the court fees and possible increase insurance costs and whatnot.
Anyway, FIN for Story #2.
I’m surprised the cops are still just warning people in 2017, JMO.