comfortable...Not all jews are good with money.
Just saying.
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comfortable...Not all jews are good with money.
Just saying.
How‘d all these places evolve to their current condition?I still have love for SF and the Bay Area. So many good memories there. It's no worse than LA, Portland or Seattle.
Combo of idiot local politicians, population explosion, and most of all, greed.How‘d all these places evolve to their current condition?
^ add a lot of $$$ to drive the downfall.Combo of idiot local politicians, population explosion, and most of all, greed.
I think there is a definitive area when a city grows too big, and can no longer deal with it's problems adequately. At that point, it's all down hill.
yah that's the greed part.^ add a lot of $$$ to drive the downfall.
plus, it’s what kind of public behavior/deviance the taxpayers are willing to accept.Combo of idiot local politicians, population explosion, and most of all, greed.
I think there is a definitive area when a city grows too big, and can no longer deal with it's problems adequately. At that point, it's all down hill.
It's called the X factor of population development. At least that's the term we used in banking back in the 90's.Combo of idiot local politicians, population explosion, and most of all, greed.
I think there is a definitive area when a city grows too big, and can no longer deal with it's problems adequately. At that point, it's all down hill.
*Real Estate Speculators/investors disrupt the housing marketIt's called the X factor of population development. At least that's the term we used in banking back in the 90's.
There is a fixed number, X, where when population grows to (X+1) the entire local population shifts towards competition, away from the sense of community.
It's that point where *keeping up with the Joneses (neighbors) becomes more important than celebrating your neighbors successes as your own.
Noone knows exactly what X is, there's a combination of factors that determine it, among them developable space. San Francisco suffers in this category more than any other.
This the sensation that The City returns to its old "Self" every time an earthquake, or in this case a pandemic, strikes.
Nostalgia is all The City holds for me anymore as well.
The 60's, 70's, 80's and even 90's were a great time to be had in The City
How soon will I again, or anyone for that matter, have Greg Allman and Warren Haynes getting drunk and baked after a show at the Cow Palace, playing acoustic guitar together and singing until sunrise in a living room full of 15-20 wasted costumed halloween revellers? (Only masks, those for costume purposes)
Yeah. Nostalgia is about it for me when The City is concerned.
If you wanted suburban civility Contra Costa county or Petaluma would have been a better choice.Yeah. Celebrate the depravity and known addicts/drunks/informants of a bygone era and denigrate the same place and people when you grow out of it. Classic
Nostalgia is all The City holds for me anymore as well.
Still capitalize it out of respect for said Nostalgia.
Hurts to know all the old haunts have been shut down long ago. There's still a few
Exactly the point, it used to be incomparably better than all those tied together.
The 60's, 70's, 80's and even 90's were a great time to be had in The City.
Now? I fear not so much in comparison.
How soon will I again, or anyone for that matter, have Greg Allman and Warren Haynes getting drunk and baked after a show at the Cow Palace, playing acoustic guitar together and singing until sunrise in a living room full of 15-20 wasted costumed halloween revellers? (Only masks, those for costume purposes)
Yeah. Nostalgia is about it for me when The City is concerned.
Waxhead do you know Larry at The Warfield?
That is a beautiful board man. Really loving it. Congrats!Followed the advice of many here and picked up a bigger board for winter
spray is so that they can recover my remains after I drown
is mazetti's still in business in ptown?Don't get me started. I could write a book. A few highlights of the gone or unlikely to repeat:
1. Playland and Fleishhacker
2. riding a bike all over the zoo
3. Leon's BBQ on Sloat, the Portafino, Cafe Maria, and Pinocchio in North Beach, each with a personal history
4. Sol y luna downtown -was the coolest dance club in the 90's-so many hotties
5. Offering a joint to Albert King in his bus in front of the GAMH (he declined)
6. Playing gigs there, standing in the same spot as so many great musicians I've seen there
7. Seeing BB and Freddy King at the same show at Winterland, being busted by Bill Graham
8. Seeing dozens of other shows there from Robin Trower to Marshall Tucker
9. playing solo at the fillmore in 1988
10. The follies on 16th (a working man's strip club, where the girls would come to the edge of the stage, put their feet on the arms of your chair and then lower their business in your face) We were in HS, and went ape sh!t over those slightly over the hill gals. They loved the attention until one of my classmates lost control, and in a drunken haze, jumped up on the stage, and manged to trip the performer, who fell on her ass. This led to our immediate 86.
11. The slot car tracks at the beach and on 18th st.
12. Playing Rick's brick house weekly on Mission st. in the 90's-$50 a man and all the beer you could drink was the pay. We drank so much we were convinced we were getting the better of the deal.
13. Playing the top of the mark for a year in 2000
14. Catching fifty crabs in an hour on the pier at fort point
15. Limiting in an hour or two just outside the GGB on salmon trips
16. Bombing secret hills in the zoo on skateboards
17. Paul McCartney and wings, Van halen with DLR at the cow palace, Peter Frampton at day on the green, the Stones in Oakland..
18. the mission district and all that occurred with the latin rock scene in the ten years I spent in a band there
19. gigging at the paradise, the dna, the last day saloon, Ms. Pearls, the corona, and other long gone establishments
20. Seeing Robin Williams at the holy city zoo.
And on and on. Not the same, and some changes have been for the good. I'm not leaving anytime soon. The techies and the bums can split. My whole life is here. OB is a bit too much work for me most of the time, but I live five minutes from LM so I get plenty of fun days in the water hanging with a great crew of old dogs, some of whom were rippers in their day. I work in the city, sleep in ptown. Hard to top it.
My Dad's class picture. SF has always been pretty diverse.Don't get me started. I could write a book. A few highlights of the gone or unlikely to repeat:
1. Playland and Fleishhacker
2. riding a bike all over the zoo
3. Leon's BBQ on Sloat, the Portafino, Cafe Maria, and Pinocchio in North Beach, each with a personal history
4. Sol y luna downtown -was the coolest dance club in the 90's-so many hotties
5. Offering a joint to Albert King in his bus in front of the GAMH (he declined)
6. Playing gigs there, standing in the same spot as so many great musicians I've seen there
7. Seeing BB and Freddy King at the same show at Winterland, being busted by Bill Graham
8. Seeing dozens of other shows there from Robin Trower to Marshall Tucker
9. playing solo at the fillmore in 1988
10. The follies on 16th (a working man's strip club, where the girls would come to the edge of the stage, put their feet on the arms of your chair and then lower their business in your face) We were in HS, and went ape sh!t over those slightly over the hill gals. They loved the attention until one of my classmates lost control, and in a drunken haze, jumped up on the stage, and manged to trip the performer, who fell on her ass. This led to our immediate 86.
11. The slot car tracks at the beach and on 18th st.
12. Playing Rick's brick house weekly on Mission st. in the 90's-$50 a man and all the beer you could drink was the pay. We drank so much we were convinced we were getting the better of the deal.
13. Playing the top of the mark for a year in 2000
14. Catching fifty crabs in an hour on the pier at fort point
15. Limiting in an hour or two just outside the GGB on salmon trips
16. Bombing secret hills in the zoo on skateboards
17. Paul McCartney and wings, Van halen with DLR at the cow palace, Peter Frampton at day on the green, the Stones in Oakland..
18. the mission district and all that occurred with the latin rock scene in the ten years I spent in a band there
19. gigging at the paradise, the dna, the last day saloon, Ms. Pearls, the corona, and other long gone establishments
20. Seeing Robin Williams at the holy city zoo.
And on and on. Not the same, and some changes have been for the good. I'm not leaving anytime soon. The techies and the bums can split. My whole life is here. OB is a bit too much work for me most of the time, but I live five minutes from LM so I get plenty of fun days in the water hanging with a great crew of old dogs, some of whom were rippers in their day. I work in the city, sleep in ptown. Hard to top it.