Thursday, December 27, 2007
I got a text from Becky this morning saying that her company, No BS Couriers, was bought out by Professional Messenger yesterday. They're laying off everyone tomorrow. Kind of sad. "Nobs" was one of the best, most respected messenger companies in SF.
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Then an hour later at 595 Market I came across this box of beer next to the freight elevator. Bottles of Anchor Steam and Guinness. I put some of the former in my bag. Beer Gods, thank you.
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
They put this rink up every year. I used to go to the Ferry Building more often. Lately I've been getting a few tags a week from Pier 1. Their candy bowl sucks though. Mint Lifesavers.
Monday, December 24, 2007
Sunday, December 23, 2007
This is the first one I've come across with with a security system - see the ziptie in the middle? On what level was this decision made, I wonder.
So although I started out fine, I wasn't at 100% the whole day. Which made going up to Twin Peaks a bitch. I was at the De Young Museum when I got the tag and decided to take 7th Ave. which turns into Laguna Honda Blvd. all the way up. I got lost trying to find 440 Castenada, a place I've been a bunch of times. From there, I headed over to a Dentist's office around the corner from the West Portal MUNI station. Not sure what was in the box, but in the past I've delivered mouth casts. I tried to talk the station guys into letting me take my bike on Muni but they weren't having it, even if I took off the wheels. At that point I was holding three, and one of them was a Now going to City Hall.
Once I got to the top of Market, via Portola, I was happy though. Riding down Market from the top is always a joy. It was a cold and clear day and the city was beautiful.
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Who would arrange an empty box of Kools, a wet, folded newspaper section and a printer cartridge adjacent to branches like this? It reminded me of that artist who makes outdoor sculptures in nature that creep me out. It's at the park at Drum and Washington, next to a homeless person's shopping cart and pile of dirty blankets. Potentially limited engagement.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Consistency is important, because as powerless as it makes me feel to admit it, statistics will fuck you up. I mean fuck me up. But you too, maybe. So riding through the tunnel every night would put me more at risk then a person who takes that route only some nights, or never.
Tonight, I took a small risk in choosing to go through the tunnel, but am definitely retarded for deciding to take a picture of me, then checking it out, erasing it because I blinked, then retaking it, all one handed, flying down the wet-ass tunnel about to merge with the road on the right in two seconds.
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
When I'm on the long board, I'll only come here a few times a week, which is just as well, because it's a bitch to get past their security. Not only do you have to show ID, but the company your visiting has to be called before you can head up. After the security pass is printed out you have to show it to one of the other guards by the elevator banks who will then check your bag.
555 Cal is one of the very few building with a security system that actually might do something though. Almost all downtown buildings have guards and require some sort of signing-in but I can't fathom how 95% of theses setups could actually be making the building more secure.
I was talking to a guard about this a few months ago and he told me the main purpose of the sign in sheet is to know who's in the building in case of a fire, which I guess makes sense. But overall, I hate wasting even 10 seconds signing in. Being waived up by a guard is a great feeling.
Saturday, December 15, 2007
The Four Seasons hotel on Market street is the most opulent place to drop a deuce in San Francisco, private residences aside. Notice the silver tray of napkins in place of paper towels.
I will say that gluing down the soap dispenser is a bit tacky, but at least it's full of fancy soap.
Friday, December 14, 2007
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Fastboots used to work for Speedway (my company) but now rides for Godspeed, the bad-asses of the San Francisco bike messenger scene.
Peter's a solid chap and a solid messenger. As you can see above, he's a lanky, tall drink of water who has a soft spot for hats nobody else wanted to buy. I'm kidding, it's a nice cap. If you look closely you'll see that even at his part time gig at a bike shop he still rocks the messenger key loop on his right arm.
Godspeed, Fast Boots.
Sunday, December 9, 2007
Friday, December 7, 2007
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Occasionally on a really busy day, I'll have to pull an all candy power lunch. Not a well-balanced part of the day, but when you're exhausted and starving with no lunch break coming, holding five hot tags, it's hard to say no to a bowl of any kind of food. I would probably eat Whiskas.Yes, the wet kind.
As you can imagine, constant exposure to free Kit Kats, Bannana Laffy Taffys (which will do in a pinch, but only then) and New Snickers "After Dark's" has taken away all of candy's magic, and a good amount of enamel.
The noble candy bowl is the most basic of perks. I will go into other, more interesting ones in later posts.
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Beaters aren't really safe either though, in a city where crackheads will steal your half-full water bottle (happened three times, in broad daylight).
Either of these will work. I use the one on the right, a lot of people use the one on the left. Right is lighter and more manageable while the chain on the left, though heavy, will allow much more flexiblity in locking, and is favored by track bike/fixie* types.
Sunday, December 2, 2007
Most messengers do something to make it harder to steal their wheels. A bolt at the end of an axle is a common deterrent. I'd guess one out of seven use OnGuard locking skewers like me.