Gwyneth exhausts me.

What the everloving f*ck?! In this day and age.

This is just wrong.

I love the scene with the cops and sirens and sense of crisis. BTW that was a steer, not a cow. Or maybe a youngish bull, I couldn’t quite tell. But he has the body shape and the weenie. Just sayin.

Mass transit here is also not cheap. The city bus is 2.25. BART is getting pricey for daily commutes. Bridge tolls are nuts...what you save on housing you often pay in commute costs. Ideally you could live AND work outside the city.

Gosh, where is there an affordable working class neighborhood within 15 minutes of anywhere in San Francisco? Unless by working class you mean people who work for 100K a year to start...

And that fountain is informally called Fecal Fountain.

Yeah that seems pretty accurate. Postapocalyptic.

Yup, I live downtown. And it’s not just pee. I feel so bad for these folks...and yes, it’s gross and I hate having to walk by it, but I’d hate even more living on the street with nowhere to take a crap.

Me too. And now I’m out of work and not finding anything. Not even an interview after 6 weeks of applying. I might have to live in a box. Made of cardboard. Under the freeway. I confess it’s kinda got me spooked.

Yes, thank you. I grew up in the 60s when lots of pexpletive talked about revolution by any means necessary. They imagined themselves as modern day Robin Hoods or something, really enjoyed it. But one of my earliest memories is thinking, these guys don’t really know. They’re sitting around, warm and with a full belly,…

Yes, and just as with men like Justin Bieber et al., women should have an equal right to be made fun of if they’re...well, funny. Wittingly or no.

“I am empowered by showing the world my flaws...” Oh, and which ones would those flaws be, pray tell? This just kills me.