Saturday, March 26, 2005

living in sf

In preparation for my move to sf while working at google, I asked a friend familiar with the area. Google will be picking up people at Monster Park, Civic Center or Glenn Park, and here's what he thought of each, replicated because it was so helpful in making my decision:


well, you asked the right guy.

Each neigbhorhood has its own distinct character and advantages. Civic Center has the best hookers but I think you'll find the best late night crack markets closer to Monster Park, or what we San Franciscans still call Candlestick.

With respect to Candlestick, you may hear an occasional "why is a nice Chinese boy like you mainlining Black Tar?" but generally you'll find people delightfully unprejudiced and happy to take your money. For variety you might want to try the crack houses in the Tenderloin; they offer free needle exchange! Ahh, the beauty of the free market. Praise be to George.

About Civic Center, I think you'll find that your Civic Center hooker compares favorably with her San Pablo sister; at least such has been the case in my experience. But if you want a uniquely San Francisco adventure, I recommend scoring some quality rock in the TL, picking up a fresh-off-the-bus Polk-street-special before heading to Monster Park for your own tailgate party. Remember to tip your date!

Now Glen Park I can only report is where nice people live with nice cafes, a bakery and the J-line/BART. It is right off of 280, has good weather, a park, etc. As if you care about that sort of stuff. And just try find a good crack house when you're jonesing. Please!

Hope this helps.


Crack whores here I come!

Tuesday, March 8, 2005

and the reason why I'm not a Math minor...

Here's what my friend's math professor said to the class after a particularly difficult midterm:


I know I'm harsh and expect a lot. I know you have 3 other classes. But I had 6 other classes when I was your age. If I didn't succeed, I wouldn't get my scholarship, and my family starves. So I worked hard to feed my family.


And he wasn't joking.