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  1. Tuesday, April 4, 2017

    do i miss frisco? 

    do i miss golden gate park and the bridge and the other bridge and the other bridge and the burritos

    and stepping over homeless dudes with needles still in their arms

    and cold summers and zero rock scenes and no parking

    and cable cars and the n judah and the 26 mission and f market

    and the highest rents in the whole wide world

    and lower haight and upper richmond and barting to the east bay

    and flying into a cloudy soupy grey bump in a log

    and sailing among white caps

    and kissing irish girls and being amazed by marin and the redwoods and sea lions and fair weather niner fans

    and smelling weed everywhere

    and smoking weed everywhere

    and kissing the truest everywhere

    and the dot com startups and the tech bubble start ups

    and the silicon valley start ups who can do everything except

    recreate soul.

    do i miss the asian ppl and the tourists and the mexican kids and the three remaining hippies and the tenderloin and the 500 club and the midtown and the italians and the playgrounds that are all fenced in and the hills and the tall buildings on the hills

    and the way the grass looked blue cuz of the shrooms we ate on divis so we walked and walked

    do i miss the walking or the ugliest beach in all the land or how they said the presidio would not be sold to the highest bidder but to the poor and the non profits and the charities, but alas

    do i miss the sourdough and chinatown and begging a chinese girl on a date for a kiss and when she finally delivers saying meh

    right to her pretty face

    do i miss the street fairs and amoeba and the gay ppl and surprise flowers growing in the weirdest little places

    and victorian after victorian after victorian

    and giant churches and little churches

    and little shops beneath the stairs?

    nah.

    jk. hella.

  2. Tuesday, October 11, 2016

    yeah i was at game three in frisco last night, who’s asking? 

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    got the ticket off stubhub for $170 as did this young guy who works at pebble beach, originally from arlington heights

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    i was nervous it was gonna be a boring pitching duel. Madbum has crazy numbers in the playoffs. plus he’s always mad about everything. but as i sat up there in the chilly crisp air i thought, what if he’s actually just super sad that the Cubs havent won the world series in over a century?

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    and i also thought how worthless the scoreboard is at AT&T. it was my first visit to the park

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    they did a good job decorating it and making it “the scene”. lots of weird angles and faux antique touches. the irony of tearing down actual old buildings to develop new buildings that you spend millions on to look old was not lost in me. and when i asked a very loud Giants fan in front of me what he thought about our weird trend, he showed me his faux rings

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    he was there with his daughter and her friend and we were all cracking up when out of the blue he’s utter a school girl cheer on like Ball 1:

    G-double-O D E-Y-E
    GOOD EYE!

    and he’d punch the sky with the orange rag they gave to all the fans as we entered.

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    no seriously, they called it a Rag

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    sat next to these two dudes from the Castro who were fun too. one of them was keeping score, the other works at Apple. Everyone was cool except for this old guy in front of us who kept looking back trying to give me dirty looks because me and the golf guy were talking about every little detail of Pebble.

    Greens Fees for 18 holes: $500-700
    Caddy: $80 + tip
    Cart: $40 unless you’re staying at the resort
    Resort room: $600-$800 a night
    And you have to stay at the Resort for a min of 2 days if you want a guaranteed tee time.

    The Cubs at that time were knocking their boy Mad Bum around and Jake Arietta had pulled a 3 run homer and things were looking dire for the home team.

    Finally i told the old man when he looked at me again, “it seems like we are bothering you?”

    “I thought we were here to talk BASEBALL!” he growled.

    I said, “we can talk baseball if you really want”, and tipped my beer to the dumbass scoreboard.

    He took a little walk.

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    There was no shortage of bunting or drama. The Giants ended up with the lead somehow and then in the top of the 9th pretty boy MVP Kris Bryant just barely cleared the Chevron ad in left tying up the game and leaving me hoarse from screaming in the suddenly silent stadium.

    The game went 13 innings. Some batboy pinchhitter drove a long double to center off Mike Montgomery who had been in since the 10th. And it was a long walk to Market Street to the 5 Fulton back up to the Panhandle.

    Gonna make that old man super pissed tonight. I’m in the same exact seat.

  3. Monday, October 10, 2016

    im in frisco, ive come for your food and one win 

    chinese food

    last night i drove up the 5 and listened to the debate and arrived and it was cold and i got to Mark’s house and had a great chat with his son. smart kid. no dummy.

    then i walked to haight ashbury (only 5 blocks away) then walked down Haight remembering about a girl i used to make out with.

    i kept thinking, did we have sex? but i dont think we ever did. she was always so uptight. one day i asked, why do you even have me over here, you hate me. she said, i like you more than anyone in this lousy town. and then we’d make out listening to sinatra.

    at one point she moved to NYC and i visited her and she was sour to me there too. forget her name. but she was pretty and a great kisser.  (i didnt forget her name).

    kept walking. people frowned at me with my cubs hat. whatever. theyre gonna give you a reason to frown. walked down market to where Valencia starts. they sure cleaned up that little ratty area under the freeway. and a few other spots. but one thing i noticed as i walked up through the Mission and eventually to Mission / 24th: lots of my favorite joints are still there.

    for all the handwringing about gentrification and the dot comming of Frisco, so much has remained. sure there are some douchey coffee and taco joints, but many of the bars are still there, even the record stores. lots of my favorite food spots, little markets, little stores. all still here 20 years later.

    if a Chinese Food & Donuts store in the heart of the Mission can survive on a very busy and valuable corner for 30+ years, then gentrification isn’t as bad as they say it is here.

    frisco is a place that i have been coming to since i was a teenager. weirdly there is less change here than in the suburb where i grew up in Illinois. the only truly damning oh-fuck-you development was Whole Foods moving in where the Safeway used to be on Haight right by the Park.

    ok now i have to take an Uber to the ballpark to watch my Cubbies sweep this shit.

    and if they win, im gonna drive home tonight.

  4. Friday, June 17, 2016

    mom, you shouldnt read this, trust me 

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    today is the 22nd anniversary of OJs bronco chase which means 22(!) years ago i was roommates with todd francis on Folsom Street in Frisco when we saw the chase.

    Todd had a great apartment which i think was like a guest house in the back of a regular house on Folsom and like 22nd if i remember correctly.

    i had just been asked to transfer from LA to SF for Philips because they were about to introduce this thing called WebTV which connected your TV to the Internet and their guy in SF didn’t know anything about the web (who did 22 years ago?) and wasnt willing to learn.

    so they made me the dude in charge of No Cal, which was fine with me because as much as i loved living in Atwater Village with Greg and Jeff, none of us were getting laid and they were pursing their musical careers and i was up for a change of scenery so why not.

    Todd had an extra room for rent so why not. He was a great roommate, soooo funny, and he was a vegetarian so there were nights when omg i wouldnt eat any meat. trippy.

    right away i started getting dates through AOL for some reason.

    one of the first ones was this rich girl who was sorta seeing this guy whos dad owned a car dealership. beautiful asian girl. i wanna say her name was Candis. i was all, why are you breaking up with your dude. she said because he is so obsessed with money, he never pays any attention to me. i said send me a picture and it was like a put on, she was too beautiful. i was all. take a picture with todays news paper. she said i dont get the paper.

    i said ok take a picture with your hat on backwards and standing on one leg. she did and i was all

    lets go to the drive in, that way we can see a movie AND talk at the same time.

    ok mom if youre still reading you really need to stop because its only gonna get worse.

    Continue reading “mom, you shouldnt read this, trust me”

  5. Sunday, November 8, 2015
  6. Tuesday, February 18, 2014
  7. Saturday, November 16, 2013
  8. Monday, June 3, 2013

    cant really divulge what i was really doing in frisco 

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    but this room was spectacular, though hardly used. which is fine. it had blackout drapes so i slept beautifully.

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    this morning though i had to keep them open so i could have breakfast with mark johnson at this soul food joint on polk

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    and then hustle over to this church to light some candles for a couple struggling xbi agents.

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    and unlike in Quebec, the suggested donation was quite reasonable, and not $4 a candle

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    frisco has changed, in some ways for the better

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    one thing that is even stronger is love for the Grateful Dead, i saw hella Deadhead stickers, hats, and patches

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    but what frisco teaches us is you can talk about hippie stuff, or you can actually be a hippie

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    i love hippies, but my room had a view where you could see the bay bridge (far left) light up at night.

    gotta turn off yr lights tho for best effect.

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    mark had the Étouffée, i had grits bacon and eggs. pretty sure he won.

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    mark was the one who told me how cool the cool church was, and once again, my friends are the greatest

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    you know who else is the greatest? the secret xbi repair shop.

    chased this dude through the streets of san francisco after church

    and before i got him he released all these nails and screws out of his back window and my fat tires ate them

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    i was in and out of there so quickly i didnt even have time to play the drum

  9. Sunday, June 2, 2013