All that copper over your head – that’s where the Internet lives, sort of.
How many wires can you count?
Ninth Avenue, the Sunset District of San Francisco:
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Still can’t figure out what occurred here last month.
You say the little monsters might have cut the spokes to steal the rest of the bike, but I can’t wrap my head around that one, topographically speaking.
Makes a lot more sense if we’re talking about a simple wheel locked by itself scenario.
Anyway, this thing appears to be sticking around so let it serve as warning.
Be careful Sir, this place is full of vultures, vultures everywhere
First I’ve seen of this kind of thing.
S’pose it could be a sitch where somebody lost his/her bike lock key and had to salvage, but more likely the little monsters have taken to using wire cutters to snip, snip, snip to get sweet hubs and cassettes as booty.
But the rim and tire remain so, like Auntie Entity in Beyond Thunderdome, the owner is free to rebuild.
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Poor little feller…
This 31 Balboa was moving along last night all lit up but it wasn’t connected to the overhead lines. See them trolley poles flapping in the breeze? How could this be?
Didn’t see a driver or any passengers:
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Can you really just keep on driving when your poles disconnect?
Like how far?
Remember all those Plywood Padlock Pigeons hanging above San Francisco a year and a half ago? Sure you do, they were Everywhere You Wanted To Be.
As here, seen back in ought-seven hanging about the MoMA in the SoMA on 3rd Street Willie Brown Way:
Well, now those “berds” from Browne in “Los Berdgeles, CA“ can have a place to stay, courtesy of the birdhouses appearing above the Streets of San Francisco these days.
As here, in the Mission, Mission District District, with famous Sutro Tower (it’s analog AND digital, thanks for asking!) in the background:
Hey, have you heard? Teh Berd is the Word.
Papa-ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow/
Ooma-mow-mow, papa-ooma-mow-mow
According to the airlines, via that lapdog of the Air Transport Association of America known as Stop Oil Speculation Now, there is a:
…force at work that, like gravity, is invisible yet powerful. This force is rampant speculation. Every time you buy products such as food or gas, you are impacted by unregulated, secretive and often foreign commodities futures markets. Speculators in these markets are increasingly buying and selling commodities such as oil even though they have no intention of using the product.
First of all, who wrote this copy? Bob Shrum? Second of all, Hillary Clinton didn’t intend to use all that sugar and eat those cows when she speculated in the commodities markets and nobody complained about that, right? Speculation is now supposed to be a bad thing?
Our corporate overlords are worried:
Could there be a more likely explanation for high prices for avgas? CBS News offers a few. Is it possible Bill O’Reilly might be wrong? Or, maybe all this talk of speculation being the cause of high fuel prices is just a Nixonian Fallacy.
Check it out and decide for yourself. Maybe you’ll agree that both you and the airlines are being victimized by those invisible, powerful, secretive, foreign forces.
The airlines have to come up with something to explain all those fees and surcharges, right?
I shift the blame
To the worm in the bottle
I shift the blame
To anyone standing before me