That's All, Folks...

It's quiet around here...

...too quiet for my taste.

Quoth the Ellerbe "and so it goes."

Quoth the Mel Blanc "that's, all folks!

Quoth me, "I've got ninety-nine problems, but a blog ain't one, hit me!"

Miscellaneous...

...emphasis on the "aneous."

Paging Sarah Tonein.
Paging Sarah Tonein.
Please come to the Write Procrastinator blog right away.
Miss Sarah Tonein, please come to the Write Procrastinator blog right away.

Pussi...er, wimps. Running with the bulls? Trying running through the bullshit like I do at work, every single day. Yeah, thought so, go back to quietly eating your tapas in the corner, you don't want none of my job.

Let's face it, given a choice of the two, the majority of us wouldn't watch the "grass roots rugby."

There's a certain website lets me buy movie tickets in advance and until last week (with the lines we get in certain theaters), I'd tell you that was almost worth its weight in gold. Then I was dumb enough to sign up a contest that they sponsored and now? I am in spam hell, with at least fourteen spam a day. Let me thank the person the person at the company who let this happen with my hearty foot in their "aneous."

I'll be glad when these brush fires are over. Not only for the poor people whose home and livelihoods are in the path of this destruction, but also the end of this sepia pall that bathes all of the Bay Area with an unnatural light, like Michael Bay gone amok.




From Curbed SF, who got it from What I'm Seeing. Indeed, a noble sentiment, until that humongous SUV with the driver that is driving while texting runs the light...it's then that I want my subcompact car with its crumple zones, side-impact beams, airbag, and its side-air bags around me. No offense.

Did Someone Say "Tikki?"

For Bubs and other Tikki aficionados, Forbidden Island Alameda. They also have a bumpersticker that is definitely up Bubs's street.

God, I miss the Original Trader Vic's.

My District Is Bigger Than Yours

My district is bigger than yours, seriously. It starts just from around the corner of my house and it doesn't end until some forty-nine blocks later, at the Great Highway. That's 48th Avenue, then La Playa and then the Highway (where hedgehogs count Elton Johns?).

It spans alphabetically from Lincoln to Ortega, if we don't include the Parkside District and it would go to Sloat Boulevard if we did (which comes after Wawona and no, I don't know why the streets on the west side arbitrarily follow the alphabet. I'm not a city planner nor do I play one on television).

We have all kinds of restaurants, spanning: Chinese, Japanese, Thai, Vietnamese, Mexican, American, and Middle Eastern cuisines. Not to mention that there isn't a bad burger to be had within these boundaries, because if you did serve one up, you'd be drummed out of the neighborhood.

If there is anything this neighborhood is, that it is underrepresented on the web. Well Janice is going to put an end to that. At Sunset Style, the outside world will finally get to see the Sunset District in all its glory.

We're talking houses and buildings. Victorians, Edwardians, Arts & Crafts, Rousseaus, and my favorite, Deco. Not just that, she has an eye for the details that escape even those of us that live here.

Pop on over and take a peek.