When Musk v. Altman brought the tech imperial core to Oakland, Oakland shrugged.
One airpod in, so you know he's cool and respectful to those around him.
Follow up question: Do you think Piedmont has a right to exist?
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“I had a panic attack. Then I wrote an apology letter.”
At Oakland's West Edge Opera, Henry James is a sick fuck.
A joyful absurdity.
Always be launching.
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Between the Eastmont Town Center and Evergreen Cemetery, a broken down fast food joint is a relic of the moment things went bad in the Deep East.
Visual projections exclaiming POW! and BAM! are only to be expected.
Solvej Balle monitors the situation.
Because my twenty-nine-year-old sister-in-law is still living on my couch.
That shit was really dumb.
An Oakland schoolteacher on Mac Barnett's “Make Believe” and the good books her young readers deserve.
At least they seem to at the humiliating defeat of the USA by Belgium at Mad Oak and Speisekammer, yesterday.
“Evidence,” UNTITLED vol.2 at Temescal Alley, the last night of it.
Taxonomies of leftists, bicycles, and transportation at Bike!Bike! West.
Are rumors of a leftist LitRPG genre more than fantasy?
A tour at the Caldecott Tunnel west entrance, a few weeks ago.
A night of alchemy and anarchy at Eli’s Mile High Club
“If you’re wondering what that means…so am I.”
Who could have guessed an industry that treats its workers like robots would embrace AI?
Berkeley Landmarks Preservation Commission, North Berkeley Senior Center, June 4th
That you can make a movie like this is the message.
A mélange of kelp boas and poodle skirts and BART ship captain/conductor’s hats and cardboard train costumes covered in fish.
Why is the Bay Area emerging as the preeminent setting for underground labyrinth horror?