This Time I DID Leave My Heart in San Francisco!

[4_eyez]

Sari & I couldn't get out of town fast enough when we left San Francisco in September of 1999. It was the height of the high-tech bubble, and the whole town seemed obsessed with stock options. We lived in a dark, wall-to-wall carpeted railroad-flat on a sleazy, crack-ridden back alley. Our pleurisy-ridden upstairs neighbor woke us up every morning

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[chatterbox_dc]

Did you get the smackdown from anyone for using the word "Frisco"? Within 3 minutes of arriving there on a visit about 7-8 years ago I was chastised, quite strenuously, by a cab driver on this important point.

Frisco!!!

[4_eyez]

Totally. Every "real" San Franciscan hates that term. Which is why I love to use it - they always get so riled up.

What the hell's wrong with "Frisco" anyway????

[man_size]

Fantastic. I love your travel tales.

Now, I don't have to wait for you to draw them anymore...

[4_eyez]

Can you believe I was only able to hit 66 on the gun??? Cool action shot of me dlivering the pitch, tho'

[man_size]

I think you have a faster arm than me. I shudder to learn what my hurl would clock.

Awesome snapshot.

[comfortslut]

The Pirate Supply Store! Ooo! Ooo! I want to go just so I can see it.

Pirate Supply Store

[4_eyez]

It's the West Coast corollary to Brooklyn's own Superhero Supply Store (on 5th Ave.)