
My place is actually just off Polk, right at the dividing line between the Tenderloin District, which is one of the roughest neighborhoods in the city, and the respectable residential blocks of Financial District professionals. Around here, Polk Street is heavy on bars, nightclubs, smoke shops, cafes, and restaurants. As you get north of California Street, towards the wharf, t
Passing right in front of City Hall and extending through the heart of the ghetto down to the bay, Polk Street is used to seeing a lot of changes. And my place in particular is right on the dividing line, the transitional area, the place where all types mingle. It's a perfect spot for starting off a new phase of life and offers constant reminders of which direction each decision leads. And speaking of transitisions, here's a more recent pic showing what I looked like when Sal the barber got through with me.
On to the Hastings information session!
3 comments:
i am reminded of one of my favorite scenes in one of my favorite movies, luke wilson giving himself a "sal the barber" in the royal tenenbaums. the song that plays is elliot smith's needle in the hay. i once put this song on a mix cd that i never gave to you.
i am infinitely jealous of a man's ability to do this thing - not the suicide attempt, but to stand in front of a mirror and cut all of your hair off. in the end you're still "acceptable" looking. i would not be.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9pyBB7y8fDU
there's also a funnier version of this scene with kermit the frog.
I love your story telling. Your blog is one of the most interesting that I read.
Glad you are enjoying your life in San Fran as a resident tourist. I hope you get into Hastings, and I hope you keep sharing your local adventures with me and others who are here, reading, interested. :)
Awesome pictures. I guess Chinese New Year is big there. Keep writing, being busy is good.
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