Posts tagged ‘San Francisco’
Up until recently, I have not been able to point out any similarities between San Francisco and Washington DC. That changed while I was walking through 21st and P Street in Dupont Circle last weekend. I felt like I was in San Francisco for one split second. I repeat – just one split second, no more. The Victorian-like building in Dupont circle building looked similar to some of the awesome designs in San Francisco that I grew to love and adore. Granted, there are many areas in DC that have charming row houses that boast cool Victorian styles, but it’s quite rare to come across something that is made of stucco-type like the place in Dupont Circle.
This is at the intersection of 21st and P in Washington DC’s Dupont Circle. What? No brick?!
This is in San Francisco’s Pacific Heights. (Picture ripped from the ‘net.) Anyone have a tissue to wipe up my drool?
The only thing missing in Dupont Circle was the bay, limos, funky shoes, the smell of the ocean, the hills, bikers, and… ah okay, I’ll shut up here.
While I was googling for a picture of Pacific Heights, I came across this:
Wow. Just wow. Can this be real?! If so, did it even qualify for insurance? Because if a really BAD earthquake hit, that house would go *splash.*
Last night I attempted a Myoplex shake for dinner because I ate like crap all day long at work, but it was just unsatisfying. Sure, it filled me up, but I wanted a MEAL that you can CHEW. You know, utilize the teeth that we were given! So, I also had this:
I know it is nothing to call Rachael Ray about. However, it really brought back fond memories, which made me feel nostalgic for times with my sister. She and I had this crap almost everyday during our first summer living in California. We were experts at il bel far niente (the beauty of doing nothing). Sleep in, eat Ramen, go out by the pool, come back in to watch Days of Our Lives (Oh God, I used to watch that?!), and go back out to the pool. That summer was probably the most time I had ever spent with my sister. Isn’t that La Dolce Vita?
Dear Mr. Hot-Shot driver with a stick up your ass,
It would have only taken 10 seconds to let me slide in front of you in your lane so I could make the upcoming left turn. But no, OH MY GOD, 10 seconds was going to really ruin your day. Instead of being a sweetheart, you decided to BE A BUTTHOLE and not let me in front of you. So did the car behind you, and the one behind them. But, who cares about the cars behind you, because it’s you who started all this. As a result of your EGO BIG AS THE UNIVERSE, I had to make a detour by going straight instead of making my left turn. This detour resulted in 15 minutes of waste, because I had to deal with bumper to bumper to the next intersection that enabled a left turn. Thanks a lot. Despite being pissed off at you for a moment, I was laughing because it’s not like you get a million bucks for being cocky. Really, what’s the point?
Seriously, today is beautiful – the sun is out and about, the trees are sprouting leaves, and Spring is around the corner – yet, people like you want to screw one another with road rage. Why? Does it actually feed an ego to not let one in front of them to make a simple left turn? Or maybe you just have a major case of diarrhea coming on, and you just had to HURRY HOME to let it all out. In that case, I hope you had to clean your toilet afterwards. Don’t forget to buy the bleach kind of cleaner.
Sincerely,
Your fellow commuter.
Even though Washington DC is ranked the 5th worst road rage in America, road rage is still a major issue across the nation. Miami is the first. Even San Francisco, the city I highly speak of, is 10th on the list. My advice is to just not give in. Don’t give anyone your finger. Just take a deep breath, laugh, and think they have MAJOR DIARRHEA COMING ON and let them go!
“You don’t know what you’ve got ‘til you lose it.” So true. Being a visitor has made me notice so many things about the city I once resided in.
Every time I visit San Francisco, I’m always amazed at how many billboards there are. How could I not notice these while I was living there? I got so used to the billboards that I guess I became oblivious to them popping out in my face. Some are downright hilarious and creative! What other city would put “badass” on a billboard? If your city would, holla at me with pictures. My fascination with San Francisco billboards prompted me to start a collection, which I’ll update with each visit.
COLLECTION OF SAN FRANCISCO BILLBOARDS
Let me tell you, this collection is rather dangerous. I rear-ended someone while trying to take a picture of a billboard on my right. I was at a red light, and my rental car was rolling a little bit without my knowledge. I felt and heard a slight “crash.” SHIT. I hit a pick up truck in front of me just as the light was turning green. The driver didn’t even want to get out to check for damages. He saluted at me and drove off. I, on the other hand, immediately got out to assess damages, but luckily there was not even one scratch. WHEW. My sister, in the passenger seat, gave me her famous look that implied, “Ooookay. You are the weirdest thing on Earth and I don’t know you.” YOU LOVE ME, SISTER, AND YOU KNOW IT.
From now on, I’m only taking pictures as a passenger!
It has come to my attention that I must spread the joy of In-N-Out. Last year when I was separated from California for a *gasp* 6 months, I went back in a frenzy to eat at all my favorite places. In-N-Out was one of those places, obviously. As you can see below, I took extra caution to make sure that the burger was buckled up to prevent any damage that could occur in any unforeseeable accidents. God forbid if my burger ended up splattered on the windshield! After all, I don’t think Geico would have covered burger damages under their policy.
All of these people are identical, and they WORK HARD for customers. Do not underestimate these people. They actually have In-N-Out 401(k) plans!
Their motto isn’t bullshit.
Hi, sister’s hand!
So, that, my friends, is the wonderful story of In-N-Out.
Aerial Shots of San Francisco Bay Area
Whenever I fly, I always take the aisle seat because of my super tiny bladder. For my recent trip back home, I drank less water and sat at the window seat, because I wanted to get shots of my favorite American city from up above. So check out the above link and drool away.
When I started to land in San Francisco, I whipped my camera out and stated taking aerial shots of the Bay Area like an obsessed freak. The person next to me was probably thinking, “What is that freak doing?” On a second thought, she probably was wondering why the hell Jennifer Aniston is so secretive about her love life, as she was flipping through the Life & Styles Magazine.
Because my flight was delayed, we had to circle in the air above the Bay Area three times. Perfect! So, I got some great shots all around. It was extra fascinating to see the San Francisco skyline from straight above instead from the side. Also, it was great to see the new Bay Bridge that is currently being built, which isn’t easy to see while on the ground. I absolutely loved Kara’s comment about the new bridge picture: “Stay to the left people, stay to the left.”
Anyways, definitely a whole different perspective of the city.
Yesterday, during Bush’s press conference, a reporter asked Bush what advice he would give to the average American who faces the prospect of gas being $4 a gallon. He replied saying, “That’s interesting. I hadn’t heard that.” Add this to another one of Bush’s great presidential moments!
Was he joking or serious? If he was being serious, I feel sorry for him. This is a president that travels all the time. Has he seen the prices in San Francisco? It’s one of the most expensive cities for gasoline. In fact, gas has hit $4.23 a gallon at Shell on South El Camino. Does Bush even pay for his own gas?
I don’t want to get all political here, as I may not know all my facts. So I’m going to just speculate what it would be like if gas was always at $4 a gallon. Would it help force people to use public transportation more to “save” the environment? Would it help force all those people with gas-guzzling SUV’s trade in for a more economical car? Or are we so stubborn about driving that we would just constantly complain that gas is expensive at $4 a gallon?
What do you think?
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Lately, I’ve been addicted to the Travel Channel (TC) due to my major itch to go on vacation outside of America. Imagine my pride when I flipped on the TC tonight and saw the San Francisco Golden Gate Bridge in beautiful high definition right before my eyes. According to Amy Marathe on the show, the Golden Gate Bridge is the world’s #1 bridge. This caused the buttons on my shirt to pop with pride, make my eyes bigger than my brain, and produce this weird nostalgic grin on my face.
Pictures or movies don’t do justice. There is NOTHING better than seeing the bridge with your own eyes. AND, there is nothing better than saying, “I lived there.”
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This shirt was purchased from one of my favorite places in San Francisco to chill outside and people-watch. Anyone want to make a wild guess what the shirt’s note is referring to?
Take a look at this video: Soapbox Derby in Bernal Heights of San Francisco
One of the many reasons why I love San Francisco. Creative and open minded people doing crazy stuff. Or crazy people doing creative stuff?! Either way, this wild event makes me miss home.
“I will sing in San Francisco if I have to sing in the streets, for I know that the streets of San Francisco are Free.” ~Luisa Tetrazzini
