Via Tara Moriarty, of KTVU-TV:
@KCBSNews reporter Holly Quan: early signs garbage truck/cyclist both on 16th St. Truck made R turn onto S Van Ness; bike went straight.
You see in my day, people’d be putting wheel covers to make simple steal wheels look like aluminum or magnesium alloys.
But these days VW is offering wheel covers on top of alloy wheels to make them look like old-school hub caps on steel wheels.
See? Here are your 17″ heritage alloy wheels on a 1013 VW Beetle:
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(In Soviet Russia, wheel cover you!)
See what I mean?
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They must use extension sticks or something.
Do people actually get paid to huck heavy pieces of metal off of the top of John Swett Alternative Elementary School on McAllister at sunrise?
People do.
Heck, if they called me up, I’d do it for free, watching them triangles accelerate at 9.8 meters per second until the satisfying crash landing. Boooooonk!
This activity sounds like a pile driver. It’s enough to wake the entire neighborhood on a Saturday morning.
What do these things weigh, 20 pounds? Fire in the hole!
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A third of a second later:
Another third of a second later:
And another third of a second later. See it at the bottom?
Hurray!
Check out the old-school all-metal emblem – I would have thought something like that would have used in the 1960′s or the 1970′s, but this rig is from 1984.
Oak Green and Star Silver:
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Keep on keeping on, Fuji del Rey.
Well, here it is, the 2200 block of Octavia Street betwixt Washington and Jackson in San Francisco’s tony Specific Whites District right near writer Danielle Steel’s large white mansion and just up the hill from our 3.5-star Yelp-rated German Consulate.*
See? It’s got a brick surface and it’s curvy, sort of:
There it is on the left. (How many of the cars you can see are owned by Ms. Steel? She used to have 26(!) residential parking permits, you know…)
Fake Lombard Street is a big FAIL, IMO.
Oh well.
Why is it here? Who built it? I know not.
*”Gee honey, do you think we should go to the consulate after getting those deportation notices?” “I don’t know, Cupcake. Let’s check Yelp first…”
Dangerous 6th Avenue in the Inner Richmond District was the scene of an injury accident yesterday afternoon, as you can see.
That’s a red Pontiac Bonneville, I think:
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Appears as if this P.O.S. Delorean DMC-12 with damage on its left front might have been involved – it was sitting all by its lonesome across the street with the passenger door open and various DMC bits on the seats.
(The nice thing about the Delorean ego trip is that we didn’t have to pay for it, back in the day, we didn’t subsidize it. But for some reason, these days we’re subsidizing the similar Tesla Motors roadster ego trip and CODA Automotive sedan. For some reason… Oh well.)
Anyway, that’s all I know…
Well, here it is, or what you can see these days, after the Alcoa Building got surrounded by Embarcadero Center.
Nevertheless, it remains:
“One of earliest examples of expressed seismic bracing using external trusses and X-braces.“
See?
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But check out how she looked back in the Mad Men era, back in the 1960s.
Anyway, it sure looks strong – I’m sure it will ride out the next Big One with aplomb.
Bon Courage, 1 Maritime Plaza!
Boy, this experience will be a good one for this city employee to talk about when St. Peter calls his name.
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Oh, I’m sorry, turns out that this Christmas Tree isn’t actually a Christmas Tree. I keep forgetting…
The Great Christmas Tree of Civic Center will soon be back to counter the devilry recently inspired by the Great Buddha of Civic Center.
Now, they got rid of the Star of Bethlehem on top a couple years back but Your Favorite Christian Icon is a firmly entrenched San Francisco tradition. Look forward to its return in perpetuity.
It begins:
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It used to be decorated gayly, but the WASPs took care of that, remember? We’ll see how it goes this year.
And after that we’ll get holiday lighting at City Hall – it’ll look more like it’s for National Margarita Day but oh well…
