Oh, come on, man!
What are people supposed to think these things are?
I cry foul.
You live up front and carry around your ATV or motorcycles or whatever in the back
[UPDATE: “STEVEN HAS BEEN FOUND. He is currently with family.]
OK, here’s the report as far as I know:
Steven Harris, went missing around 11:00 AM on Tuesday, January 6th, 2015, last seen leaving his job at the California Academy of Sciences in San Francisco. His home is in San Bruno, and his last phone ping was at Market & Van Ness. His family is trying to get any sort of media attention to help bring Steven home.
I don’t know, but SFGov is powerless, it appears.
And here’s how things look in 2014 – nothing’s changed:
And then you plan on giving the money back* again next year, maybe?
What a mess!
Hey, here’s a solution for LE.
Why not just sell your POS Toyota LFA and then use the proceeds to fund the bonuses?
Oh, here it is, parked on Van Ness in front of the House of Prime Rib:
That would cover it.
(Now, here’s the thing about the LFA. The suits at Toyota felt the program was taking waaaay too long, which it was, so they said, “Forget about the tranny, just finish that car!” So they slapped in a slushbox** and called it a day. That “awful” transmission totally doesn’t match the rest of the car. Oh well! But don’t take my word for it… [“One big giant squirrel.” “Awful transmission.”]
Anyway, this is the kind of thing what makes up your Legacy, Larry.
Don’t you care about your Legacy, Larry?
Or, if not, do you care about unnecessarily pissing off all your pilots?
*These bonuses weren’t exactly Christmas Bonuses, they were WE’RE FINALLY GETTING NEW AIRPLANES Bonuses. So I guess the Island Air people weren’t happy with the Airbussy prop planes they bought, so now they want to switch over to the Canadian competition? And then there was some kind of bonus for the pilots connected to that. Which planes would be best? Well, you just don’t know. You’ll never know, actually. Perhaps Island Air just doesn’t make sense as a bidness? I’ll tell you, back in the 1990’s people’d be trying to start up inter-island airlines just for the PR value, just to have fun. The idea would be to lose money on the airline (ooh look, we have all-jet aircraft!) to build up goodwill to use for another purpose. It didn’t work out..)
**Look at all those words in Wikipedia about the chassis and engine and then there’s just one line about the awful transmission…
Is this a joke?
This is a joke, right?
School buses in San Francisco? Are we going to have yet another SFUSD consent decree and be busing kids around even more? Actually, SFMTA, the trend is to have less busing and also lots of kids ride on SFMTA buses, as you well know, SFMTA. So why would you show a Van Ness with more school buses than cars?
And also, the number of buses on Van Ness will be greater than the number of people waiting for buses on Van Ness?
What are you smoking, SFMTA?
Sometimes I don’t know.
Of course you’re too young to remember San Francisco back in the 1980’s, Gentle Reader, but I’m not. It was a time when we really only had one celebrity chef: Jeremiah Tower.
Like I say, it was the 1980’s so why not start up a “Romantic Polynesian Cuisine” joint at a former garage on Auto Row and name the place after the garage and use the same historic sign out front, right? The heck with what those people at Warnaco / Speedo USA might think. Like I said, kind of a jerk.
Anywho, the Speedo’s Garage sign is gone but the edges are still there, waiting to get filled in, with something:
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Anyway, that’s what crosses my mind when I ‘m crossing Van Ness. A fellow can remember a lot of things you wouldn’t think he’d remember.**
“I had the opportunity to work and eat at Chez Panisse throughout Jeremiah’s tenure and dined at his San Francisco restaurant Stars many times (not to mention his other afterthoughts, “Starfish,” “Stars Cafe” in any of its incarnations, “JT’s”, “Speedo 690″, etc) and the striking thing to me isn’t Jeremiah’s egomania or even his pathologic need for recognition–it’s how much bad food he produced.”
*Denise Hale “popularized the concept of the A List?” WTF to that. And don’t miss this nugget:
Denise Hale, the jet-setting philanthropist, denied that she once instructed Tower to secretly serve Haut-Brion to her and her friend, conductor Zubin Mehta, while the rest of her guests drank a far-cheaper Jordan Cabernet.
**You take me. One day back in ’96, I was crossing over to Jersey on the ferry. And as we pulled out, there was another ferry pulling in. And on it there was a girl waiting to get off. A white dress she had on. She was carrying a white parasol. I only saw her for one second. She didn’t see me at all. But I’ll bet a month hasn’t gone by since that I hadn’t thought of that girl.