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I love the music and the narration - no one sounds like that anymore.

I love the old-style cars and how there’s no traffic.

I love how nearly everyone’s in a suit or skirt. In that one scene at Cliff House around the 7 min mark, there is a brief blink-and-you’ll-miss-it scene of ridiculously well-dressed people watching the waves at Ocean Beach. So many men in suits and ties and hats… at the beach! I love it.

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americandrink:

Sure, your local bartender may excel at generous pours and witty banter, but can he work around the clock, remember every cocktail he’s ever made, and store your favorite tunes in a microchip implanted in his brain?

At the pariSoma Innovation Loft in San Francisco this weekend, robotic…

You know what? I am pretty intrigued. I think I read an article about this somewhere, and now I kinda want to go. Anyone want to go? No?

I took no pictures. I have no opera knowledge for a critical review. As an opera noob, I just thought it was AMAZING because it’s a comedy and it’s Mozart. I love Mozart. So I will leave you with this SFGate review, which would be my thoughts exactly if I were more articulate and less pooped. If you are not sure about your tolerance for operas, Marriage of Figaro is a good, light, fun choice =]

I’ve heard of the Sutro Baths, but never of Fleishhacker Pool, which is next to SF Zoo and Ocean Beach. Or was, until 1971. It’s the SF Zoo parking lot now.

“But the real amazing facts reside in the sheer size of the pool – 1000 feet long, over 150 feet wide, and 13 feet deep at its deepest point. The pool held 6,000,000 gallons of ocean water, continually cleaned once every six weeks by becoming completely drained and sweeped and pumped clean. It had a capacity of 10,000 people.”

I wish I had a chance to swim in this pool. Just reading the comments of people who were alive when it was open and able to experience it:

“I was a lifeguard at Fleishacker Pool in the early 60s… We did patrol using rowboats and there was always sand at the bottom of the pool, and people would swear there was sealife swimming around somewhere as well.” … ” That pool was just soooo damned long. I could never swim the whole way in one go.” … “I still have scars on both shin bones from jumping backward off the side and hitting the underwater ledge that went around it.”

“Walk around the bath house, and imagine what it was like, 80 years ago, when the pool hosted thousands a day, and swimmers went the equivalent of ten laps in a single, straight line South.” It must have been amazing.