Monthly Archives: July 2008

I arrived a little before noon and there was a line with about a dozen people. Which didn’t seem too bad, except they only sit fifteen. A little eavesdropping revealed that I’d be waiting at least an hour. Except I was the loser by himself that gets to skip ahead when only one spot is open. This is common for roller coaster lines as well. So I only waited forty minutes. And it was good. Cheap oysters still don’t make a cheap meal, but the service lived up to its reputation. Definitely check it out if you’re visiting San Francisco.

Pictures from an earlier excursion. It was the week that the iPhone 3G’s came out, and the line was ridiculous. As far as I know, that’s the first Apple Store ever. In my head it was the New York one but the one I’m thinking of probably wasn’t even the first one in New York, just the biggest deal since it was a giant glass cube.

A few weeks ago I realized that people come from all over the world to spend some of their time in San Francisco. And it’s only an hour away from here, so it wouldn’t be the worst idea to go there once in a while.

I decided to try and go there every weekend, since it beats staying home even if I didn’t really do anything significant. And it’ll give me an opportunity to take pictures. So that’s what I did last weekend and the weekend prior to that.

And I didn’t really do anything significant, but I did take some pictures.

Graffiti has always interested me. Just off the top of my head, San Francisco seems to have about as much as Seattle. When we went through L.A., it seemed to be basically everywhere. The bird picture was taken at the crab shacks on Fisherman’s Wharf, possibly the most touristy place on earth. And I’m a part of it.

After posting this, I started to realize it was a little creepy to be taking pictures of other people taking pictures. But I think it’s interesting. And it’s not like I’m zooming in from a football field away or anything. Still, not too sure I’ll continue this.

I was walking around trying to find a U.S. Bank ATM. I realized I basically wasted half an hour to keep from paying the $2 transaction fee at another bank’s ATM and gave up. What happened is I thought I wrote the cross street down, but I wrote down the names of two parallel streets, which is not what you want to do. But at least I stumbled upon this group doing some kind of photo shoot. I think the guy in the red jacket is the model, but there was also another guy in the vehicle the entire time, so maybe there were two.