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I Had This…
…or some variation thereof, on my bedroom wall all through grade school. I took to drawing my own version of the planets—no doubt as fanciful as these representations, never dreaming that during the course of my life we’d actually see each one up close via robotic probes!
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Quote of the Day
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Even Without Seeing Anything More…
Who Wants to Ride?
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“Oops!”
I call bullshit.
But then again, it’s really no one’s business besides Misha’s where he prefers to put his penis.
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Tell Me What Comes Next
Infrastructure
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Truth.
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Love is Love
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Plucked from the Interwebs
Equally Horrifying
Yup.
Or I spend twenty minutes trying to find the sunglasses that are sitting on the top of my head.
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I Hadn’t Heard The Term Before
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Well That Explains It
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What The Last Two Years Have Taught Me
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What Was There…
Admittedly I experienced San Francisco long after Herb Caen had shuffled off this mortal coil, but nonetheless, SF of the mid 80s thru the end of the century still held the magic of which Caen wrote. Yes, we were surrounded by death in the 90s but that magic still seemed to permeate The City in the face of the abject horror that was decimating our community.
While I have not returned since I left in the spring of 2002, I have a good feeling from those who remain that a lot of that wonder has disappeared, fueled in no part by the ultra-wealthy moving in and taking over every inch of those 49 square miles.
Yeah, there have always been ultra-wealthy in San Francisco, but during my time there they were still ensconced in their mansions and towers on Nob Hill and Russian Hill. The rest of the city was still relatively affordable and I couldn’t spend as freely as I’d like, I was able to make decent living and afford a one-bedroom apartment on my own on the $35-45K a year I earned during my tenure there. And parts of the city (while geographically undesirable to me for whatever reason) were quite affordable.
That’s no longer true.
Do I miss it? In many ways yes, but in an equal number of ways, no. Will it always have a special place in my heart? Unquestionably, yes.
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Fuck Kevin McCarthy
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I Approve Of This Message
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Can You Imagine How Fucked We’d Be…
The More You Know ?
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Yes, Karen. Yes I Am.
Why die from a virus when I can survive long enough to be instantly vaporized in World War III?
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It’s All So Clear Now
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Just Sayin’
We’ve All Been There
Definitely One of My Top 5 Movies
No, She’s Just a Racist Cunt
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This Brings Back Childhood Memories
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Don’t Fuck With the Mouse
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