SF parking garages

I love how garages in SF feel the need to include headshots of all the SF parking/transit board officials. Who's the guy in bottom right corner?

DP Confessionals: Shirtique

Do y'all remember this place? Shirtique was an '80s mall phenomenon. There was one in the Sunvalley Mall in Pleasant Hill. I believe it was right next to the Orange Julius. The idea was is that you'd pick a T-Shirt--usually of the 3/4 sleeve baseball variety--and then you'd pick an image and/or lettering to appear on the shirt. The folks at Shirtique would make your shirt to order right in front of you! At the time my mom took me I was in the sixth grade. My interests mirrored mainly that of my older brother's. He was into fantasy novels and Dungeons and Dragons. He had every Conan book available at the time. So when it came time for me to put together my shirt this is what I dreamed up:The Cooper typeface you see there is an accurate recreation. That font was immensely popular the time. So anyway, I would proudly wear this shirt everywhere until one time I encountered a group of older high school kids. I could hear them laughing at me and my weird shirt as they walked behind me. I don't mean to be melodramatic when I point to that moment as one of lost innocence. It's when I realized there was such a thing as cool. Cool doesn't exist in grade school. Nobody's cool--everyone just is. You could get away with wearing a ridiculous shirt like that in the sixth grade. This would no longer be the case now that I was entering middle school. Now when I remember this moment the pain has largely vanished. Well, that's not altogether true--now that I have a daughter, I imagine her experiencing something similar and it almost makes me want to cry. You all think I'm too sensitive?

Metaphysical's Christmas Gift to YOU!

It's the 2009 Yellow Teeth Ad Calendar! Believe it or not, this is only a small taste; the remaining seven months will follow.And not to worry, I didn't forget the boys--there's not one but two Miss Decembers to warm you up on those cold winter nights!

10,000 Albinos in HIding After Killings in East Africa

Why

did I have to be looking at this image on my computer when my boss walks up behind me?

Sports Brahs

I noticed recently that there seem to be many brotherly broadcasting tandems in the wide world of sports. You of course have the Gumbles with Greg being the more successful of the two. Bryant seems more comfortable presiding over Real Sports and interviewing celebrities.

Then you have the Alberts: Marv, Al and Steve. Don't know much about Al and Steve (except that Steve called Warriors games in the early-'90s), but Marv is an immensely talented play-by-play guy. When I watch a nationally televised NBA game, that's who I want calling it. Marv also has a son Kenny who calls NFL games. He's aiiight.

Next are the Papas: Bob, Greg and Gary. Greg is my favorite. He used to call Warriors, A's and Raiders games. Now he only does the Raiders. Sad sidenote: Gary died recently I think. RIP, Gary.

Former Raider Rich Gannon is a CBS/NFL analyst and his brah Terry is the Renaissance man of the game, heading telecasts of college basketball, figure skating, golf, college football, and the WNBA. I unfortunately didn't have any space for them in my weird graphic. Sorry!