Comments on: Omer Tells All

By: MOZ

MOZ — Wed, 12 Jun 2013 17:55:25 +0000

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!!

By: cjonesplay

cjonesplay — Wed, 01 Jun 2011 20:29:06 +0000

Yes, we all miss Cathy dearly – especially John. And “Killer Ray”, as we have come to know him has passed out inside of our front door before. We had to poke him with sticks continuously to get him to leave.

By: 17 Reasons Why I Loved the Mission « Last Call, San Francisco

17 Reasons Why I Loved the Mission « Last Call, San Francisco — Thu, 02 Dec 2010 12:52:24 +0000

[...] #15- Omer a.k.a Bum Jovi [...]

By: no.thanks

no.thanks — Fri, 13 Aug 2010 19:49:41 +0000

I SEENT THAT BOOK!
they have a copy of the same one for sale at dog eared books.

fun omer fact……I guess the dude broke into yoko ono’s house in the 70′s.
the street folks around the area are interesting if you talk to them.
Ray is another good one to know.
And RIP Kathy.

By: ‘Where’s Omer?’ Valencia Mural « Mission Mission

‘Where’s Omer?’ Valencia Mural « Mission Mission — Thu, 12 Aug 2010 07:47:51 +0000

[...] mural of Valencia Street on the wall South End Grill ‘n’ Bar. Look closely and you can spot Omer the rocker (aka Bum [...]

By: cjonesplay

cjonesplay — Wed, 14 Apr 2010 18:31:14 +0000

There is a book in the public library at Bartlett and 24th St, about the Mission, written during the 90′s. In that book is a picture and write-up of our dear old friend Omer. He says that he always wanted to be a successful musician, and he figured that if he played on the streets instead of in the clubs there was much more likelihood that someone special would recognize his talent and sign him. He makes me want to stop playing music forever.

By: DS

DS — Fri, 09 Apr 2010 18:34:22 +0000

While Omer sometimes hangs out on Bartlett a block from my apartment in the late afternoon/early evening, he’s usually not singing, but rather in some kind of trance (he doesn’t usually even look at me).

My favorite Omer story, however, is one evening my girlfriend and I were walking back from having dinner somewhere on Valencia, and he starts walking toward us. Just as we’re about to reach him, he perfectly moves to the middle, forcing us to separate so he can walk in between us, at which point he lifts his shirt up in order to flash his belly, and loudly mutters a phrase we cannot understand. Classic.

By: riproarious

riproarious — Thu, 08 Apr 2010 23:18:47 +0000

Ohhh you mean William H Macy. He has been method acting the shit out of this Omer role for quite some time now.

By: Streetpizza

Streetpizza — Thu, 08 Apr 2010 16:58:40 +0000

Through a drunken barrage of insults, this fellow tried to get me to dump my boyfriend for him. A few times. His reasoning wasn’t half bad, and there was a split second that I considered becoming the lover to this inebriated Don Juan of the streets. Just sayin, the stories to bring home to mom would surely beat out my sister’s five foot tall Japanese law school dropout boyfriend in NYC.

By: krissymo

krissymo — Wed, 07 Apr 2010 21:16:58 +0000

I had no idea his name was Omar, I’ve always called him “The Rocker.” He’s the best on the bunch!

By: Alicia

Alicia — Wed, 07 Apr 2010 05:27:19 +0000

Tonight he was very excited about the stillness of the air and how the one tree that’s always swaying in the wind, wasn’t. Not so sure that’s just the booze talking, but at least he wasn’t yelling at anyone.

By: drew

drew — Tue, 06 Apr 2010 20:55:30 +0000

Walking down the street with my mom, of course, Omer says “Pucker up, sweet cheeks!” to her.

Seriously.

Not my favorite vagrant, but always sobering.

By: Doctor Popular

Doctor Popular — Tue, 06 Apr 2010 18:51:53 +0000

The rocking sounds of Bum-Jovi.

This dude actually used to be pretty nice. He was still loud, but less “What are you looking at fag?!” and more “Whistle along!”.

I liked it better when he was actually singing.

By: Brock Keeling

Brock Keeling — Tue, 06 Apr 2010 17:42:43 +0000

This guy told my dad I was going to die of AIDS.

Omer also cries a lot late a night. Poor thing.