The largest building in the South of Market area now seems to be the new Paramount at Third and Mission, which was completed since I was last there. It's really tall, especially for San Francisco, where zoning and seismic safety requirements keep buildings well below what you'd expect in New York or Chicago.
It's a luxury apartment complex, and I bet the apartments will extremely expensive. Maybe Northern California wants to be Eastern New York.
Kevin reminded me about the following A. E. Housman poem:
When I was one-and-twenty
I heard a wise man say,
"Give crowns and pounds and guineas
But not your heart away;
Give pearls away and rubies,
But keep your fancy free."
But I was one-and-twenty,
No use to talk to me.When I was one-and-twenty
I heard him say again,
"The heart out of the bosom
Was never given in vain;
'Tis paid with sighs a plenty
And sold for endless rue."
And I am two-and-twenty
And oh, 'tis true, 'tis true.
There was a memorial service for Christoffer today out in Western Massachusetts. I didn't make it. But at the moment the service started, I started to cry; at the time, I thought I was crying about something else. Afterward, I realized what time I'd begun crying.
"Those are my Selfish Socks!"
I had a fantastic turn-out at my party on Saturday evening -- it was redesignated so as to be just a birthday party, rather than the original joint birthday/housewarming.
About 15 friends and relatives came by and stayed for four to seven hours; we had lots of food and some very geeky party activities. Bill Schoolcraft even brought balloons!
Thanks, everybody. That was wonderful.
A lot of people have a cold; I hope they get better soon.
Cleaning (rather than typing) and being with so many friends seemed to make my arms feel better.
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