What the Christ? Since when is it ok to enclose a golf cart in orange sheet metal just so you can score some dubious parking?
Spotted on Valencia between 19th and 20th.
What the Christ? Since when is it ok to enclose a golf cart in orange sheet metal just so you can score some dubious parking?
Spotted on Valencia between 19th and 20th.
A couple of days ago I posted a collection of BART maintenance badges. I was convinced I was missing one more and it had to be something on or near the end of the peninsula line. So this weekend I was coming back from the east bay and saw THIS:
This is definitely the definitive SF maintenance station badge. It features Golden Gate bridge (which is incidentally nowhere near Daly City or BART), and an airplane heading to or from SFO. For the record, the car smelled better than any car I’ve ever been in. Some kind of sweet flowery cleaning fluid was just used. It also had a spotless, non-carpeted floor. Go DC! Show ‘em how it’s done.
Next conquest: MUNI bus maintenance badges. Psych! Nobody maintains those.
Over the past couple of months I’ve noticed and collected pictures of these delightful maintenance badges inside of BART cars. Each with their own personality:
Richmond: “Hey don’t let all that gang rape stuff that happens in Richmond put you off–don’t you want your BART car to enjoy a lovely bay view while its being serviced? Richmond Maintenance Facility: home of the best view of San Rafael in the bay area.”
Hayward: “Look, if you want some guy to bullshit with you about sports and the weather while he does sub-par work, go to Concord. If you want solid, no-nonsense maintenance done on your BART car, come to Hayward. We take quality seriously and have 15+ years of industry experience to prove it. Our 10-point inspection includes door re-greasing, upholstery steaming, and complete removal of graffiti cocks scrawled on the on windows.”
Concord: “Think we’re just a bunch of bummer straight-ahead mechanics from a failed city? Think again. We actually have kick-ass senses of humor as indicated by this badge’s allusion to classic WB cartoons. Free coffee, donuts, and ESPN while you wait. Say me and the boys are going out for a drink at the Time Out afterwards. Why don’t you join us? And… fuck it, here are the keys to my house.”
It seems like these are all at the terminal stations. That might mean I’m missing Daly City Maintenance Facility. First one who gets me a snap of it’s badge gets a high five.
Update: Heyo!
Snapped at 16th and Mission:
Is this some marketing ploy to skirt around not-really selling things for a dollar? Kinda like when Kentucky Friend Chicken renamed themselves to KFC after they started serving mutant chickens. Or maybe “dollarón” is Spanish for “really large dollar”.
Well, I’m not sure what you expected to see:
Members of the Mission High School ROTC, San Francisco, Calif., demonstrate .50 cal water cooled machine gun for Jackie Walling, 340 Valencia, a member of the ROTC Band. (L-R) Larry Fifield, 72 Fair Oaks; Melvin Cook, 62 Santa Ynez Ave.; Neil Cook, 3517 16th St. These students are shown in their new issue uniforms which consist of ETO jackets in place of the old time blouses.
I love how it lists their addresses. You know, just in case you want to send any of them a letter.
The online SF Historical Photo Collection (AKA one the sources of Johnny0‘s power) has loads of sweet images like this.
This amazing chalk rendition of Quetzalcoatl (any relation to Missionlocatl?) just popped up on 21st and Valencia. More pictures and details are up on the artist’s blog.
Spotted at the Rite Spot Cafe on 17th and Folsom.
Two theories: