Air played the Fox Theater Friday night in Oakland. Good show, though much more mellow than their previous bay area performances.
If you haven’t been to the Fox, check it out–truly a beautiful venue.
So I needed to get a smog check and after doing a little googling, found out that the cost can vary significantly. The best deals seem to be found on SFAdvertiser.com ($29.95 for the check, $8.25 for the certificate, plus $2 to electronically transmit the results to the DMV). Other places charge upward of $80 for the whole shebang.
I tried one of the shops from the Adverstiser–RPM Auto…big mistake. I made an appointment, showed up on time, waited for half an hour, and then was told that they still couldn’t get to me and unapologetically advised that I should come back another day. Thanks for wasting my time. Other customers there seemed to have been waiting a long time too.
So…I tried San Francisco Test Only Smog on 1998 Market St (at Duboce). They take VISA/MC, had me in and out in less than 20 minutes, are open 7 days a week (8a-6p M-F, 9a-4p Sa-Su), and give you a nice little chocolate as a treat for passing your test. Be advised that they don’t offer free re-test.
Perhaps it’s not clear from the pic, but the dude in the gold Camry has decided that getting on the 101 was a bad idea and further decided to throw it in reverse…despite the oncoming traffic. This went on long enough for me to pull out my phone and snap a pic (and then some).
Please people, when you make a mistake, own it. Save face and don’t let everyone know you f’d up. This dude should have gotten on the damn highway and gotten off at the next exit. 10 minutes of your time vs. how much dignity lost?
Was just at the Trader Joe’s on 9th/Bryant and there’s some dude there asking for donations for his YMCA basketball team so that they can go to some tournament. He’s got a clipboard with some badly photocopied paperwork and a less than official looking nametag around his neck. He gives some story about the state cutting funding and they can’t go to the tournament.
I had some kid give me the same pitch a few years ago and I gave him like five or ten bucks. This time around, things seemed a bit suspicious. Between the not so official paperwork, a reminiscent sales pitch, and the fact that this guy was not a kid, but well into his 20s–well I called the Berkeley YMCA that he said he was affiliated with. They confirmed that this is a scam and said I should call the po-po (yeah, I watch The Wire).
So…if you see someone asking for money for their YMCA bball team, just know it’s a scam. Call ’em out, call the cops, do what you feel is right.