Different times. Let’s play a game: everybody close your eyes and spend a few minutes imagining what your life in SF would’ve been like back then. Just zone out and theenk about it……………..
[via Emily Proud]
Different times. Let’s play a game: everybody close your eyes and spend a few minutes imagining what your life in SF would’ve been like back then. Just zone out and theenk about it……………..
[via Emily Proud]
Sadly, I don’t have to imagine it.
Come to think of it, I can imagine it. If I knew then what I know now, I would have been in culinary school working my ass off, instead of running a book store, hanging out at Mabuhay and Old Waldorf, and publishing a science fiction zine.
Tell us more about the Old Waldorf?
Je Suis Le Car!
I was smoking thai stick, riding my skateboard an just heard Motorhead for the first time.
Wow – their first single came out in 77.
I still have it.
Rad!
In ’82 I visited the city to see The Police at Cow Palace and spent the night in visiting officer quarters in the Presidio. A friend of mine gave up on the quality of care for AIDS patients at Travis, and when he had to go into the hospital around ’87, he went into Letterman in the Presidio. He died at home in ’90. He was survived by a wife and two sons.
Sting blows, fool!
He was more fun back then.
R-R-R-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-A-A-A-A-A-A-N-N-E.
Turrable.
Yes, after it was played 6 million times. Hell, after maybe 50 times!