Hairy Tranny Alert!

No, really...click on the photos to see how hairy her back is.

Montgomery & Sacramento, near the foot of the Transamerica Pyramid on a weekday during business hours:

Along with a Toyota Prius...it doesn't get more San Francisco than this:

At any rate, it takes some serious balls to walk through the Financial District showing your back hair.

In addition to hairy trannies, I also keep my eyes peeled for hotties, such as this one I snapped from a moving vehicle on Van Ness Avenue near California Street:

I will not say what kind of vehicle it was, and it wasn't MUNI.

Like I'd be caught dead on the 49.



The end of I-80.

That's what the very end of Interstate 80 looks like, for anyone who lives along it; the highway runs from San Francisco to just short of New York City. If you've ever driven across the United States on 80, this is the dramatic photo finish you get to feast your road-bleary eyes upon.

This is my neighborhood, as viewed from the Bay Bridge:

For the time being, this gentleman greets westbound motorists as they arrive in San Francisco:

I think it's a hot sign, actually.

Until you see what's on the other side...AAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

When driving on the Bay Bridge, it's important to have good music. Like this:


I call it the "Shut Up" podcast...because I don't talk on it AT ALL. I've decided I really can't stand the sound of my voice on my podcasts. Derrick Hanson said I sound like a dork, even though he said he's a dork himself and loves the fact that I bask in my dorkiness.

However, I've decided to tone it down for this one.

Here is the playlist:

Fischerspooner - Never Win
Arling & Cameron - Dirty Robot
Ima Robot - STD Dance
Belle and Sebastian - Your Cover's Blown
Mylo - Muscle Cars
<-- this one is dedicated to my friend Rob in Berkeley
Moloko - Sing It Back
Juliet - Avalon (Jacques Lu Cont Mix)
LCD Soundsystem - Losing My Edge

And that's about enough out of me.

PS...today is my half-birthday, and my friend Sean's birthday. He had a great party last year but unfortunately I couldn't make it tonight.



Fun with camera phones.

What did we ever do before camera phones? I snapped that picture at Broadway and Franklin a few weeks ago...that woman's brakes locked up on wet pavement, she slid into the intersection against the light, and took out that Toyota truck with her Nissan Xterra. It was a spectacular accident...that Toyota went spinning around the intersection and down the insanely steep Franklin Street hill before slamming into my friend's apartment building and almost took out one of the garage doors, shedding one of its wheels and liberating various trim pieces in the process. Since nobody was hurt, I can safely say it was one of the coolest things I've ever witnessed. Since it was Pacific Heights and it happened between Nice, Well-Behaved San Franciscans, she hugged the Toyota guy because she felt so bad. He was actually a really nice guy, and she was a really nice woman. And Nice, Well-Behaved San Franciscans apparently hug and say it's okay after totaling each other's cars. Go figure. The rest of the country should follow the example set by them.

I asked her to pose in front of her handiwork. Well-done, Nissan Lady!

That said...Broadway and Franklin is one of the most dangerous intersections in the city. In the past year, there has been no less than FIVE major accidents at that corner, with countless other fender benders. It's not unusual to cross the street there and see a fractured headlight assembly lying in the gutter, or broken bits of red plastic from some taillight that got smashed by some red light runner. They really need to upgrade the signals at that corner like they did on Colombus Avenue and Fell and Oak Streets. Are you listening, Michela Alioto-Pier? That's YOUR district now that The Gavin is mayor. PAY ATTENTION!

Don't make me call Aaron Peskin because it'll just be ugly.

And in another, completely unrelated cellphone incident, I recieved this photo this evening from Six Shooter, taken in the Sanford, Florida Target store:

Daigle, stop laughing.



Walking vs. MUNI

I like to walk everywhere I go, instead of getting in a car or on a bus. (as always, you can click on any photo to get the large version)

You tend to see more things that way.

Even if sometimes I'm just gazing at nothing in particular.

Up and down the hills I go.

You see the most interesting people (this guy was singing "Never" by Heart at the top of his lungs until I took his picture...then he glared at me, then as if nothing had happened, resumed his song).

You hear the rumbling of the streetcars.

The city isn't that big anyway.

New buildings are going up.

And sometimes I just get so distracted I forget where I'm going or what I need to do.

Plus you get to look at the cool graffiti tags...these have been on this building since the mid 90's...for some reason, I find them strangely comforting.

I wish I was a better chess player.

My favorite thing in the world is to listen to music while walking through the city, whether I'm just out for a stroll or commuting somewhere. For some reason, the city comes alive to me, and almost seems like a living, breathing entity.

Sometimes it's just nice to have a soundtrack accompanying it.

Which brings me to the whole point of this post:


Special thanks to my good friend Mike C. in Cleveland, Ohio for parts of the playlist, which is as follows:

Crazy Penis - Lady T
Spoon - I Turn My Camera On
Annie - Chewing Gum
Mylo - Otto's Journey
Avenue D - Sex That I Need <-- NOT WORK SAFE
Blackalicious - Alphabet Aerobics
LCD Soundsystem - Disco Infiltrator
Gnarls Barkley - Crazy
Belle & Sebastian - Step Into My Office Baby
Erick Morillo & the Audio Bullys - Break Down the Doors

Mom, you should probably skip this particular podcast. Trust me on this one.

Also, happy birthday, Tom in San Diego. :-) xoxo



I want one of these.

I mean, how fun does that look?

Taken last week on Vallejo Street between Polk and Larkin in Russian Hill.

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