Photo Diary: Longtime SF Giants fans on Muni 10.31.10
Photo by zanthonyz
As the Giants get ready to battle the Texas Rangers in Game 4 of the World Series in Texas, SFSU journalism student Anthony reports the following from last week:
“I have a friend who works for Major League Baseball and I pushed her for two tickets,” Wagner said.
He added that he didn’t want to put her out by asking for any more, so this will probably be his only game. Rockwell also attended Game 7 of the 1962 World Series against the Yankees at San Francisco’s Candlestick Park.
More photos after the jump.
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Weekend Photos: Muni Diaries Live Tonight 10.29.10
Photo by Thomas Hawk
Damn right!
So don’t let the rain keep you away from Muni Diaries Live #4 this evening at the Make-Out Room. We can’t wait to see your faces and hear our storytellers on stage. The Make-Out Room has $1 off of all Maker’s Mark drinks, and $4 side cars when you show your Fast Pass, Clipper, or Muni transfer. And you can win prizes from Anthony’s Cookies, Chronicle Books, The Summit, Metronome Dance Collective, and Market Street Railway if the rest of audience votes your Muni story the winner.
What more reason do you need?
In Muni news this week:
- Muni Train Derails at Church St. and Duboce Ave. (KRON 4)
- Muni to ease Fast Pass fadeout (City Insider)
- Muni kiosks getting makeovers (Under the Dome/SF Examiner)
- Bad Rail Blamed for Monday’s N-Judah Derailment to Be Fixed in ‘Next Two Years’ (SF Appeal)
- Bomb Squad Shuts Part of Market Street (Bay Citizen)
Photo by Telmo32
Photo by Anna Conti
Photo by Juicy Rai
Photo by Andy Chapman
Photo by Art Siegel
J-Church Food Fight! 10.29.10
Photo by J. McPherson
Tuchmanna tells a story from this morning’s commute. Alas …
Two 15-16-year-old girls climb on at Church and Market, grab a seat directly across the aisle from me, and break open a container of deli wraps filled with an assortment of meats. 15 minutes later when we’re finally between Van Ness and Civic Center, one of the girls starts dropping pieces of meat in the aisle. We make eye contact, she stares me down, I go back to reading. Out of the corner of my eye I see this girl hold up a big piece of meat, dangle it next to me and drop it right next to my bag. I turn to her and politely ask her to please not drop her meat on the floor. Typical spiel about sharing a public space, yada yada yada. The guy sitting next to me chimes in, calls them rude, she starts telling us to pick it up for her, and her friend just sits there laughing.
We’re delayed a few more minutes and are sitting in the train between Civic Center and Powell now, when the meat offender flicks a piece of roast beef that lands on the guy in front of me. He turns to her, and says, “Excuse Me?” She stares him down and says, “WHAT?” All of a sudden this dude erupts. He jumps up, knocks the container of sandwiches into the air so that pieces of lunch meat and wrap go flying everywhere, and starts going after this girl. Her friend jumps in and a full on brawl ensues on Muni. All your typical yuppie riders are engaged in a mix of laughing, screaming, and pulling everyone apart.
After all the meat-heads run off the train, one guy starts muttering about the degeneration of society into a future of barnyard animals and prehistoric creatures.
Then, once everyone calmed down, we all set to picking up the lunch meat and bonding over the ridiculousness of SF. If this doesn’t say, Good Morning, San Francisco, I sure don’t know what does.
We can’t promise food fights, but tonight’s Muni Diaries Live should be no less entertaining. Hope to see you there!
Where to find poets, twisted minds, and $4 sidecars 10.29.10
Photo by Amber Wolf
She stole my heart,
he told me,
and nine months later,
she stole the rest of my shit.
And what kind of twisted hilarious mind would say this?
“I cannot fully shave my Vietnamese accent from my American tongue. Sometimes my ‘clue’ can sound a bit like your ‘glue,’ and other times, when stressed, my ‘bitch’ sounds like your ‘peach.’”
That’s just a little tid bit from our performers — Bucky Sinister and Andrew Lam, respectively. I can’t wait to hear what they’ve got in store for us tonight on stage.
The Make-Out Room is also offering a bonus for Muni riders today: show your Fast Pass, Clipper card, or Muni transfer, and get a delicious Side Car for only $4. Oh, and all Maker’s Mark drinks are $1 off tonight. Don’t let the rain keep you away from Muni Diaries Live!
Off the Hook! Muni Diaries Fast Pass T-Shirts 10.28.10
With the type A Fast Pass being phased out Monday, what better way to memorialize our beloved montly passes than these shirts? They are designed by New Skool‘s Nate1, who is also an in-house artist at Secession Art and Design in the Mission.
We’ll be selling Muni Diaries T-shirts at Muni Diaries Live tomorrow with a show discount. You can also buy these shirts, sweatshirts, and Fast Pass baby onesies at Secession Art and Design.
Take a closer look at Nate’s handywork:
That’s some serious awesome sauce right there.
Photo Diary: Rainbow Brite 10.28.10
@SFMattyG says, “Oh Muni, it’s like someone puked rainbows all over your floor!” But, really, that’s prolly what happened. Seriously.
Jumper on the 38BX! 10.28.10
Photo by Tom Prete
Anthony saw some shit go down on the 38BX the other day.
So one morning, this young thugged-out kid is wearing that face as the bus approaches the turn, passing his requested stop. He starts freaking out and hitting the back doors … and then poof! The doors open … while the bus is still going about 10-15 mph.
The kid leans out the doors and ponders his next move. Meanwhile, some lady right behind him doesn’t move toward him at all but reaches out her arm and yells, “NOOOOOOOOOOO!” and then he leaps from the bus, tries to land on his feet, and fails miserably.
He does a few rolls and quickly gets up. Luckily, he doesn’t get hit by a car. Then, about 30 feet later, the bus stops at its next scheduled stop. The oblivious driver says, “Did somebody just jump off?” and someone else says, “Yeah, but he’s okay.” And we just keep on truckin’.
The World Series Begins: Go, Giants! 10.27.10
Baby Kimmy and mom Shirley spotted on an inbound M-Ocean View.
Not crowded just yet, but the energy is off the charts!
The crowds on an inbound T-Third around 230 p.m.
Below, from @ChrisGembinski, “Even Muni is cheering on @SFGiants”
AgentAkit took the next photo in 2002, the last time the Giants went to the World Series. Of course, Muni Diaries hadn’t been launched at that time. And some of you probably didn’t live in SF yet.
Akit says, “On the second night [of the '02 series], the train going home was crowded, but someone on the train started singing ‘Bye Bye Baby’ and everyone on the train sung along.” Sadly, that Giants team ended up losing the World Series.
Check out these photos of Giants fans on Muni from last weekend, when the team won the National League pennant. If you have pictures of Giants fans on Muni before or after today’s game, send them our way!
And here’s hoping Muni runs smoothly (heh) and the Giants do a better job this time!
My Disability on Muni 10.27.10
Like all of us, Katie has a unique perspective. But hers might be unfamiliar to you. Read on …
I ride Muni every day. It’s important I get a seat–if I stand all the way from Taraval at Sunset to Van Ness, the rest of my day is ruined. 20 minutes of balancing on a mangled foot causes anywhere from 12 to 72 hours of pain. I use my cane every morning. When I can grab a seat, sitting in the handicapped seating is stressful.
I get on the train in the Sunset/Parkside district and ride it all the way in. My disability is largely invisible unless I’m barefoot or wearing a skirt that exposes my scar-covered right leg. I get dirty looks from older riders when I don’t get up to allow them a seat; I look like a perfectly healthy 22-year-old woman. I sit in the seat, repeat to myself “you’re handicapped and have a right to sit here” and stare at my foot-and-a-half while clutching my cane with white knuckles.
If someone asks, I explain that I am handicapped; that usually kills any discussion. Only once has someone decided to inflict themselves on me and made me “prove” my disability. After taking off my shoe and asking that my medical privacy be respected, the rider in question turned beet red and got off at the next stop.
Monday morning, I wasn’t able to get a seat. I spent the entire train ride being flung around by inertia. I fell into the person to my left three times. She yelled “Bitch” at me, then turned to look at me and saw my cane. She then muttered “oh, sorry” and moved 2 inches to the right.
I tipped into the able-bodied young man who was in the handicapped seating. He looked up at me, saw the cane in my hand, made eye contact with me and shrugged, then turned up his headphones and pulled his hood over his eyes.
Six hours after my train ride that morning, my entire body was still in searing pain. I had to hold on with my right arm only, as my left arm has tendinitis in the wrist and elbow in addition to being the hand I hold my cane in. My right ankle, calf, knee, hip, shoulder, upper back, and neck were all in various levels of pain and swelling due to not being able to sit that morning. Any pain medications strong enough to combat the pain and swelling caused by the morning’s ride were so strong that I was too strung out to work.
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