Saturday, September 29, 2012

Adieu, Emeryville

As we mentioned earlier, Emeryville was fine, but only a temporary home while we found a place in San Francisco that could fit all of our books and Karen's kitchen equipment.

We will miss the public art around the old neighborhood. Although . . .  we never showed you the back side of our earlier post. You thought the front was creepy? Well, look out:

A little creepier, eh? Well, let's pull out for the full context.

Yikes! But the worst one for me was the father and son:

I don't know if it's the tie looking like his ribs, or the child's over sized hands, but it's all a little disturbing. Anyhow, we're still unpacking and settling into our new digs, but we'll post some photos of the new place soon. (Hint: There's a lot of wood paneling, A LOT.)

Thursday, September 20, 2012

More fun with Post-it Notes

Recently, this was spotted in the window of an office complex near our apartment:

Apparently, someone else has a surplus of Post-it notes and even more time on their hands than Mr. Have a Nice Day (see two posts previous). I'd say something disparaging right here if it wasn't such nice work.
Next time, office artiste, I would like to see a Hoth action scene. How many Post-its in an AT-AT?

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

But He's Got Such a Good Personality

We became members of the Academy of Sciences recently. It's pretty cool. I mean, it's not Museum of Natural History cool, but what is really?  Anyway . . . We really enjoyed ourselves and look forward to spending a lot more time with our new aquarium friends. Case in point, this guy:

Also awesome? That lady's eyes behind him. Kudos Mr. Burg, Kudos.

He has some more popular friends. They're pretty cute, but I really have a soft spot for beardy up there.

Good Times . . .

Saturday, September 1, 2012

Your Face is a Nice Day

Soooooo. We like it here, honestly, we do. But sometimes I feel like we're staring in a movie titled Hippies: The Aftermath. Which is fine, but usually I just want to tell them to get their patchouli stink out of my town.

We get it, you may work in corporate America, but you're still cool, man. Congratulations. The only thing that makes this ok is that it feels a little bit like an Ignignokt and Err reference.

 Incidentally, Karen works in this building.