Yes, the yoga mats are going to be used in Port-au-Prince’s overcrowded hospitals, but this sign found in San Francisco’s Marina area (if you’re ashamed of its yuppie/douchebag factor, you call it “Cow Hollow”) just seems so delightfully San Francisco. If you’ve ever lived there – I did, back during The Bubble — you know what I mean.
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You know, "the bubble" isn't very specific anymore.
Yuck, the Marina. We actually met at a bar in SF (I don't remember which one, somewhere in the Mission I think). At that time I lived in the Lower Haight, where we looked down our noses at the "Frat Boys and Sorority Sisters" in the Marina.
I'm no fan of the Marina—or Cow Hollow—but they're not the same thing.
Winston: You're right. I'll change it to "dot-com bubble".
Matt Rose: A bar near 16th and Mission, I think. Gonna need to look through my photo archives.
God of Biscuits: I know, but many people who don't want to say that they live there often say "Cow Hollow" or "around Cow Hollow".
Yeah, I think you're right. I'm surprised you remember. I only remember because of the Accordion :)