------------------------ by Joey Pangilinan of Eventseekr.com This is the fourth in a four part series of guest posts. Dearest Upper Haight, It's been about nine months since I moved in, and let's be honest, it was a little slow going at first. I had lived in San Francisco before, but that was while I was still in college, and not as a resident in the neighborhood. But I'm kind of glad we took things slow. I know enough about myself that my impatience and over aggressiveness gets the best of me sometimes, and that moving too fast, and too soon can often lead to--well, y'know. ... But I think I've finally settled into a comfortable groove, and feel that we've gotten to know each other pretty damn well. I mean, you help me feel like a kid in a candy store each time I hit up Amoeba and the Booksmith, and I'm almost always getting dinner at Off the Grid at Stanyan and Waller every Thursday night. Then there's that time a few weeks ago when I got that craving for shwarma after watching The Avengers twice in as many days, and Blue Front Cafe was there to help me satisfy said craving. You also definitely have a wild side. There is no disputing that. Hanging around you on 4/20 was a trip on so many levels. It was also great having Bay to Breakers in my own backyard down in the Panhandle. ... But, I must say that it got a little--weird. At first, I just felt out of place. I was still hungover from going out and drinking the previous three nights, and wasn't planning to drink during B2B. So there I was sober, dressed in board shorts, and a short-sleeved button up while everyone around me was raging and partying. That is, until I got flashed by two very cute ladies in trench coats, and then walked by some middle-aged dude in a g-string. Both instances screamed "San Francisco," and immediately, I thought "that's more like it." Before finding a flat off Haight and Central, I had a helluva time looking for the ideal place. In fact, the search dragged on for so long that I wondered if I'd ever be able to find any place at all. But thankfully, I did stumble upon the ideal living situation, and have found that just like the city itself, you're a little weird, and a little out there, but whatever. I'm a little weird, and a little out there, too. You're chill, laid back and without even knowing it, you were exactly the right neighborhood for me. I don't even care if this letter borders on some kind of sappy. It's good to say these things every once and a while to make sure we're on the same page. Thanks for being so cool. Stay kinky. Love, Joey Pangilinan.
Open Letter to the Upper Haight
Published on June 07, 2012
Today's post is a love letter to the Haight, from Joey Pangilinan.
------------------------ by Joey Pangilinan of Eventseekr.com This is the fourth in a four part series of guest posts. Dearest Upper Haight, It's been about nine months since I moved in, and let's be honest, it was a little slow going at first. I had lived in San Francisco before, but that was while I was still in college, and not as a resident in the neighborhood. But I'm kind of glad we took things slow. I know enough about myself that my impatience and over aggressiveness gets the best of me sometimes, and that moving too fast, and too soon can often lead to--well, y'know. ... But I think I've finally settled into a comfortable groove, and feel that we've gotten to know each other pretty damn well. I mean, you help me feel like a kid in a candy store each time I hit up Amoeba and the Booksmith, and I'm almost always getting dinner at Off the Grid at Stanyan and Waller every Thursday night. Then there's that time a few weeks ago when I got that craving for shwarma after watching The Avengers twice in as many days, and Blue Front Cafe was there to help me satisfy said craving. You also definitely have a wild side. There is no disputing that. Hanging around you on 4/20 was a trip on so many levels. It was also great having Bay to Breakers in my own backyard down in the Panhandle. ... But, I must say that it got a little--weird. At first, I just felt out of place. I was still hungover from going out and drinking the previous three nights, and wasn't planning to drink during B2B. So there I was sober, dressed in board shorts, and a short-sleeved button up while everyone around me was raging and partying. That is, until I got flashed by two very cute ladies in trench coats, and then walked by some middle-aged dude in a g-string. Both instances screamed "San Francisco," and immediately, I thought "that's more like it." Before finding a flat off Haight and Central, I had a helluva time looking for the ideal place. In fact, the search dragged on for so long that I wondered if I'd ever be able to find any place at all. But thankfully, I did stumble upon the ideal living situation, and have found that just like the city itself, you're a little weird, and a little out there, but whatever. I'm a little weird, and a little out there, too. You're chill, laid back and without even knowing it, you were exactly the right neighborhood for me. I don't even care if this letter borders on some kind of sappy. It's good to say these things every once and a while to make sure we're on the same page. Thanks for being so cool. Stay kinky. Love, Joey Pangilinan.
------------------------ by Joey Pangilinan of Eventseekr.com This is the fourth in a four part series of guest posts. Dearest Upper Haight, It's been about nine months since I moved in, and let's be honest, it was a little slow going at first. I had lived in San Francisco before, but that was while I was still in college, and not as a resident in the neighborhood. But I'm kind of glad we took things slow. I know enough about myself that my impatience and over aggressiveness gets the best of me sometimes, and that moving too fast, and too soon can often lead to--well, y'know. ... But I think I've finally settled into a comfortable groove, and feel that we've gotten to know each other pretty damn well. I mean, you help me feel like a kid in a candy store each time I hit up Amoeba and the Booksmith, and I'm almost always getting dinner at Off the Grid at Stanyan and Waller every Thursday night. Then there's that time a few weeks ago when I got that craving for shwarma after watching The Avengers twice in as many days, and Blue Front Cafe was there to help me satisfy said craving. You also definitely have a wild side. There is no disputing that. Hanging around you on 4/20 was a trip on so many levels. It was also great having Bay to Breakers in my own backyard down in the Panhandle. ... But, I must say that it got a little--weird. At first, I just felt out of place. I was still hungover from going out and drinking the previous three nights, and wasn't planning to drink during B2B. So there I was sober, dressed in board shorts, and a short-sleeved button up while everyone around me was raging and partying. That is, until I got flashed by two very cute ladies in trench coats, and then walked by some middle-aged dude in a g-string. Both instances screamed "San Francisco," and immediately, I thought "that's more like it." Before finding a flat off Haight and Central, I had a helluva time looking for the ideal place. In fact, the search dragged on for so long that I wondered if I'd ever be able to find any place at all. But thankfully, I did stumble upon the ideal living situation, and have found that just like the city itself, you're a little weird, and a little out there, but whatever. I'm a little weird, and a little out there, too. You're chill, laid back and without even knowing it, you were exactly the right neighborhood for me. I don't even care if this letter borders on some kind of sappy. It's good to say these things every once and a while to make sure we're on the same page. Thanks for being so cool. Stay kinky. Love, Joey Pangilinan.
SFUSD Sees Surge in Student Applications, Mulls Campus Closures Amid Financial Woes
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