Until the store in Pier 39 of the same name (Only in San Francisco) starts selling Eau de Urine parfum and employs a yelling, angry schizophrenic mascot, I’m going to go ahead and call bullshit on their choice moniker.
Favorite thing overheard on the 49 last night:
“I’m just doing this until I get into in clown school in January.”
If you’re wondering, “this” is living in a work-here-and-get-free-room-and-board hotels off Van Ness. (I thought those were whorehouses?)
Anyway, many in SF (and in many major city) seem to be in a state of flux. I’m only doing this until I get into grad school. I’m working as a barista because I got laid off. I had a high-stress job, now I’m working on my writing and taking it easy. But I wonder how many other people around the world hear “clown school” in relation to a career on their ride home.
Maybe that Only in San Francisco store can start selling clown attire for the budding painted-person-entertainment industry.
-Tara
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my three-year-old “clowns on the rise” hypotheosis, verified.
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i currently know of two people in clown school. it’s an up-and-coming career apparently.
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Serpico. Al Pacino also has an opinion on this very issue.
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Jeff, these are clowns as career clowns. Not clowns as tragically hip trend slaves. Perhaps there’s no difference between the two, though.
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