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High Rise San Francisco

I walked in and around downtown San Francisco, catching up with clients and stopping by to see a few colleagues. Their city, I marveled, was running like an efficient machine – streets cleaned, people sporting professional yet hip attire, businesses open, goods displayed for all to see and come in and buy. The contrast to here was startling. As I went inside One California and stepped into the elevator, Linda Ronstad was singing “Blue Bayou”…

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Gavin Newsome – front page news – us plebeians only have the blog

I arrived in SF to see a mugshot of Gavin Newsom splashed across the front page of the San Francisco Chronicle – a troubled look on his brow. Soon found out that he has been having some alcohol and rehab issues. Day after next, I was having lunch with Steve and asked him what goes on with da mayor and his drinking problem. Steve said, you don’t know? Turns out Gavin was sleeping with his…

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Hubig and Hugs to go

The woman with the purple hair at the Sav-A-Center had to hand me some paper towels because I am still bleeding from my attack this morning by Rusty. I went to get 50 assorted Hubig Pies to bring to the San Francisco office – they love pralines there – well they love anything sweet from here there – including me, of course – so she helped me wind the paper towels around my bleeding fingers…

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Alcee Fortier Fundraiser

Ran into Bob and Bayou Girl this morning walking around the bayou – can I just say there are so many stone foxes on my bayou – anyway but he said the fundraiser has been postponed to March 8 between 5 and 8PM and that he himself has procured many a “deal” as he calls them for the auction. Also he said Terranova would be supplying 500 linkes of Italian sausage to be split open,…

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Can we get a witness?

Today’s New York Times Quote of the Day: “You can put a cop on every corner, and you will not stop the murders. As long as you have a large population that is uneducated and has no job and no hope, what else is there to do but sell drugs?” ERIC E. MALVEAU, on New Orleans, the nation’s per capita murder leader.

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