Whoa! I saw this guy a couple weeks ago on BART. He didged all the way from West Oakland to 24th Street. No one seemed to really mind (including BART police), but he attracted some raised eyebrows…
Did you happen to catch his name? He’d be perfect for my new cover band – Boo and the Yakashas. I play rain stick.
Looks like Muni to me.
Snorting some BART floor lint?
Goddamn do I hate the didgeridoo. I’m not saying it’s wrong to play it or to like it. It’s just that to me, it sounds like an alien spaceship is ominously floating overhead, preparing to abduct me at any minute.
Was on a crowded n train the morning of bay to breakers. It was full of good looking young people but somehow I get stuck next to the only two old, crusty, smelly dudes on the train. One of them busts out a harmonica and I was like, alright I can dig this. But after 10 minutes I realized, oh, everything you can possibly play on the harmonica sounds exactly the same, and I never want to hear the harmonica ever again.
Add for it the President’s basic invitation for college kids just to walk from their loans,
and now we have a very potential disaster on our hands that may result in the housing bubble look like kids’
play not fake in true
of secured loan, a way of collateral must be presented so as for the loan to get granted.
The blog so nice they named it twice. (And to be clear, it's mostly about the Mission.)