Towse: views from the hill

July 26, 2007

Boxloads of books

Filed under: books,libraries,life — Towse @ 5:55 am

I’m tired.

There are boxloads of books to go through.

Still.

So, what’s taking so long, Sal?

Let’s recap.

We moved ~ 800 boxes of books up here. I have no clue how many are left to sort through. We moved a bunch of shelves as well, but most of those shelves are full so the sorting is taking a long while, while I move boxes from this end of the space to that.

The cookbooks are out of boxes (for the most part) and against the wall in the eastmost room. The travel books (pure travel and travelogue) are in two banks of bookcases perpendicular to the cookbook bank.

The SFF books take up three banks of book shelves to the west of the two banks of travel books (and, yes, perpendicular to the cookbook bank).

There are no more shelves in this room, which is the room where I’ve been sorting books out of boxes and into other boxes since last week or so when I finished sorting the SFF books. (The SFF books wound up with four boxes of books with no space on the shelves and another five boxes of SFF short stories that didn’t fit on the shelves.)

The hall between the eastmost room and the westmost room has stacks of book boxes, mostly boxes marked HIST or PHYSICS or SCI plus boxes with several Harvard Classics sets. Oh, and my SUNSET Magazine going back to forever, and a box of Christmas craft/recipe magazines and books, and …

I have all the crime fiction (six+ bookcases) on shelves in the westmost room along with a couple shelves of writing books. That room also has a bunch of art (pictures, posters, paintings) and music (78s, LPs, tape, CDs and the occasional 45RPM) that need sorting through eventually (not now) and another twenty-five boxes or so of a motley collection of books, which will be sorted in the current go through.

The alcove outside the westmost room has the SUNSET magazines mentioned up there plus a bookcase full of assorted Tightwad Gazettes and how-to-make-it and FIX YOUR PLUMBING sorts of books that need sorting. Oh, and there’s probably 25 boxes labeled HIST and S/W DEV and TECH and what-not.

The hall leading out from the alcove outside the westmost room to the door on that level has a few bookshelves that I may use for sorting the books in that area. Mostly the area has boxes of adult fiction books and (currently) seventeen+ boxes of books destined for the library and nine boxes of SFF books waiting for the older younger one to poke through plus some NF and some MISCNF and … oh, it goes on and on.

My pal came through today to pick up some cookbooks I’d offered. She took a few. Offered me some of hers that she was getting rid of.

The books she didn’t take were reboxed for the library.

I found a box or two of duplicates and things I didn’t want/need today. I brought home a list of titles to check in alibris.com and abebooks.com to make sure I don’t accidentally give away a first edition of Sue Grafton’s KEZIAH DANE.

What did I find? Well, here are some examples.

I found TWO sets of the 2vol. THE PIMA BAJO OF CENTRAL SONORA, MEXICO. by Pennington. 1980. Univ of Utah

I found a selection of slim pamphlets with dust covers by David Starr Jordan and printed roundabouts 1912 by Whitaker & Ray-Wiggin in San Francisco. Titles:
KNOWING REAL MEN
THE PRACTICAL EDUCATION
THE SCHOLAR IN THE COMMUNITY

Google /”David Starr Jordan”/ if you don’t know who he is.

I found a slim, HB, blue jacket with gilt SCIENTIFIC AMERICAN REFERENCE BOOK. 1891. Munn & Co, Office of the Scientific American.

I found MASTERING MAGIC CARDS by George H. Baxter and Larry W. Smith. Wordware Publ. 1995.

And I found everything in between and to both sides.

My method is thus: rather than go through just once and decide toss/save, I’m going through once, sorting out the dups and things I know I really have no need of and repacking the boxes, relabeling, if necessary. (Thanks be for masking tape. Rip off the old, on with the new.)

I relabel boxes which had been NF or MISC or VERY MISC as FIC REF FACT phil/psych/soc HIST SCI or whatever and sort the books into them with a gross sort of sort.

The next pass will be another pass for duplicates and “do I want to keep this?” and an opportunity to sort the general (SCI, f’rex) boxes into a finer sort so that I can wrap my head around what I have instead of just thinking, I think I saw that title or one like that about five boxes ago. I’ll have a chance to pull everything out of the FUN & GAMES boxes, f’rex, and see just how many copies of 150 WAYS TO PLAY SOLITAIRE I have. (I found three today.)

Then there’ll be a third level sort … then …

Come 2009, I may have things under control.

Update: The library all the boxes of books are intended for is the Coast Community Library in Point Arena, which serves the northern Mendocino coast communities.

An old friend is heavily involved with book hugger issues up there and showed us around the library when we were up visiting him in Gualala last May. What a neat library. Great community support. What a story that library and its Friends group have.

When the library was moving from their dinky digs into the old Mercantile building (which the Friends raised money to buy and restore), over a hundred locals lined up along Highway One through town for a “book worm” bucket brigade and moved the books across Highway One and down the road a piece to the new digs, hand to hand until the books were all moved and settled on their shelves in the restored building.

How many places have that kind of community support for the library?

We told Don that he can come down here to get books and if they all don’t fit in his van (and they won’t, it’s now apparent), we’ll take books up and the library can take what they want of the books and sell the rest to make money for the library. That offer to Don last May is what precipitated all this sorting activity. That and the fact that books in boxes do you no good when you’re looking for your copy of Watts’ THE WAY OF ZEN and all you know is that it’s here somewhere in one of these boxes …

July 22, 2007

Harry Potter

Filed under: books,life — Towse @ 6:58 am

I did not spend midnight at a bookstore.

I spent the hours before midnight wending my way home from the lobster feed at the Bankers Club and chatting with our 2-unit-condo partner-in-crime at our front doorstep until the new parents next door asked us to pipe down.

Today, when we were at Costco buying greens and tequila and Bisquick and whatever, I considered buying the latest HP but because I’m not all caught up with the first six, I decided it wasn’t critical to buy a first-edition (one of 12 million) today.

We got to Costco late — too late for his nibs to nab a 2 lb. loaf of Acme Bread’s sour batard. We’ll have to go down to the Ferry Building and pick up a 1 lb. loaf. Seems the bakery at the Ferry Building doesn’t do 2 lb. loafs, alas.

We’d left our place in the early afternoon. Spent some time at the preview for Bonham’s SOMA auction. Went over to the loft and sorted through books. Headed off to Costco and then home.

One of the guys in an adjacent line was a tough-enough guy there with his one-maybe-two-year-old. He chatted up an even tougher looking guy in another lane, a buddy, who came over and chatted up the young ‘un.

What surprised, and pleased me, was that all our tough-enough guy had in his cart were three Harry Potters.

I imagined him telling the kids that he would =not= hang out at Barnes&Noble with them at midnight, but he =would= promise to go to Costco today and buy a copy for each of the reading kids so they wouldn’t have to share.

We came home plus white t-shirts for his nibs but sans Harry Potter.

As I’m sorting through the boxes of books, I will set aside the Harry Potters and then spend a few days of serious reading to get me through the series.

Harry Potter. Who he?

July 21, 2007

View from the top

Filed under: food,life,San Francisco — Towse @ 3:56 pm

Went to the Bankers Club 20th annual lobster feed last night as part of AIWF-NorCal last night.

We gathered for before-dinner drinks at the bar with incredible views to the south and then moved into the dining room. We’d grabbed seats next to the west windows for dinner when we arrived and were glad we did.

The food was not to die for. The hors d’oeuvres reminded me of the finger food you’d get at the Club and, at dinner, the lobster was “presented,” i.e. broiled, cut in half, put back in the shell, herbed bread crumbs on top yadadoo and not the fresh boiled crack-those-shells lobster I’d been expecting from the cutesie plastic lobster bibs they had at each chair. I prefer my lobster straight with melted butter and not all gussied up. I know others disagree with me. Before the lobster we had steamed mussels with an excellent broth and Caesar salad. The lobster came with potatoes and cobbed corn. Dessert was strawberry shortcake.

The wines were good. We’d brought a Husch chardonnay we’d picked up at the winery back in mid-May. Others brought others. AIWF brought some from the cellar.

The views from the 52d floor as the sun set over the Golden Gate were absolutely fantastic.

Become a member of the Bankers Club and you can enjoy the view whenever you’d like. Or you can opt for the less pricey choice and have dinner at the Carnelian Room, which is what the Bankers Club rooms become in the evening.

July 15, 2007

The physics of phog

Filed under: books,life,San Francisco — Towse @ 7:30 pm

We spent four hours or so yesterday perched at a table in front of Rogue Ale at Powell and Union, with a stack full of flyers for the San Francisco Climate Challenge and coupons for inexpensive cf lightbulbs for people who sign up for the Challenge. Most of the people we talked to were ineligible for the Challenge, being new to their digs (you have to have lived where you’re living last year in October) or being tourists.

Lots of tourists.

We wound up answering questions from, f’rex, a pair of Englishwomen of a certain age who were looking for the Abercrombie and Fitch store.

“Not here,” we said. “Up and over that hill.”

“This isn’t Union Square?” they asked.

“No, this is Washington Square Park, on Union Street. Union Square is blocks and blocks that way and nowhere near Union Street.”

So we wrote out where the A&F store was (at Powell and Market) and his nibs walked them up to the corner of Columbus and pointed out where they could catch the 30 and take a ride through Chinatown (“Oh! Chinatown!”) and on to the Westfield Shopping Centre on Market Street.

Another question came from a harried father who asked if we knew where there was decent Italian food that was kid-friendly. We looked at his kids, three boys between the ages of nine and fifteen, and pointed him to North Beach Pizza, a few blocks up Union at the corner of Grant. “Good pizza,” we told him, plus there’d be an assortment of Italian food that he might like if he wasn’t into pizza.

And so it went. We had nice conversations with a lot of people, including a woman with her camera who was on a fieldtrip to San Francisco with her photography class at West Valley College. She began to explain where WVC was and we told her we used to live less than a mile from the college before we pulled up stakes and moved up to this little 7×7 town.

We also spent time talking with each other, noshing down on one of Rogue’s delish Reuben sandwiches and swilling some delish beers, enjoying the fresh air and the passing scene.

I also watched the clouds come and go and come and go again and noticed something interesting.

Watch this!

Exhibit One: a view (shoddy picture, sorry. taken with my cell) looking west from our table perch up Union Street toward Russian Hill. Note the cloud cover scudding toward us — big huge thick clouds, pouring over the top of Russian Hill.

 

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Exhibit Two: a view (another shoddy picture) looking east from our table up Union Street on the other side, toward Telegraph Hill.

 

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Blue skies, eh?

The clouds would come barreling down off Russian Hill and reach the small flat space between the hills, away from the cool ocean breezes and warm up and d-i-s-a-p-p-e-a-r.

Fascinating to watch.

The microclimates of our fair ville are an endless surprise to visitors and to locals who don’t get out much.

Heading down to another microclimate down at Potrero Point to sort through the tale end of the SFF collection, removing duplicates and alphabetizing by author/title. So far I have nine boxes of duplicate SFF titles set aside.

I’m all the way up to “R” with only two bookcases and not enough room to shelve the rest of the collection. Back into boxes for the excess. Question is, should I keep going and stop mid-letter (at “Scheckley,” for example) or should I start working back from “Zelazny” and just box up all the R’s and S’s and T’s.

Decisions, decisions.

SFist: Hot Stuff: Chocolate Salon at Fort Mason

Filed under: events,food,life,San Francisco — Towse @ 12:12 am

SFist: Hot Stuff: Chocolate Salon at Fort Mason

More on the Chocolate Salon from SFist.

How come I hadn’t heard about this ahead of time?!??! Some of us mark things ahead of time on our calendars, you know.

Maybe tomorrow, which looks to have no prior commitments.

(Unfortunately, his nibs doesn’t like chocolate, so he’ll be unlikely to be enthusiastic about an outing …)

San Francisco CHOCOLATE SALON

Filed under: events,food,life,San Francisco — Towse @ 12:03 am

San Francisco CHOCOLATE SALON

First I heard of this.

Here I was spending hours on a Saturday afternoon talking up the San Francisco Climate Challenge out in front of Rogue Ale (at Union and Powell) when I could’ve been at Fort Mason for the first major chocolate rumble on the West Coast in decades.

Dang!

And the week leading up had all sorts of events!

Double dang!

(Of course, we had our roofer/leak guys here so I couldn’t’ve gone anyway but still … dang!)

July 12, 2007

Summer time in the City

Filed under: architecture,life — Tags: , — Towse @ 8:45 pm

Our guys are almost done, they keep saying. Maybe soon. Maybe today or tomorrow. Then all that’s left is for a final walkthrough on the project and some water testing to make sure that the leaks that were to be fixed have been.

It’ll be none to soon for the downstairs neighbors in our two-unit condo building. They were keen on watching the soccer finals that started this week but their satellite antenna has been out since work started in May. They didn’t mind before, they always said. They could read or go out, but the match on Wednesday started at 3 a.m. and THEY HAD NO TELEVISION!

Soon. Soon.

The top floor neighbors on the other side had a baby this spring and she (the baby’s mom) is not thrilled with the banging and thumping and people walking around over her head while either she or the baby’s trying to sleep. Our guys need to walk on the roof there, you see, in order to get over to our places that need work done. They’ve cut back on the shouting back and forth and raucous talking after she asked, but the thump-thump-drill is just something that has to happen.

But our guys are almost done.

The folks three buildings to the south along our path, at the corner of Filbert, are gutting their historic building and rebuilding it, preserving its historical-ness, of course. They’re also adding a lower level cut into the hill that won’t be visible from the public walkway and they’re tinkering with the roofline. They’ve already ripped off the roof and reroofed the place and rebuilt the supports.

These days, when we go out during the day (or come home midday from a medical appointment as I did this morning), we bump into sturdy worker guys carrying 5 gallon plastic buckets full of rocks and dirt up the path, up 42 steps to Montgomery, and then over to the large debris box that’s taken up precious parking spaces.

Yes, you heard me. The worker guys are hauling 5 gallon buckets of dirt up on their shoulders and dumping the buckets, carrying them back down, filling them, carrying them up, dumping them.

5 gallons of dirt weighs approximately 65 pounds.

This job will be over none too soon for them.

The couple who owns the building right uphill from us (with an address on Montgomery) bought it for a bucketload of money. It was for sale The asking price when they bought it for was $10.5m for a 10K sq ft house with seven car parking. (I have no idea what they actually paid for it. Can’t find the information easily online. The property tax information implies that they paid far less than asking for the building but still a pretty penny.)

All the neighbors had been agog when the property went on the market: SEVEN CAR PARKING!!!

Well, agog and envious.

The couple who bought the building are gutting it. They’re retooling the layout inside on the multiple floors. They currently have the roof ripped off as well and will rebuild the 4000 sq ft roof deck. They are clearing out underneath the seven-car parking garage to make room for some storage. They plan to add a small exterior elevator up from the garage storage level. Fire safety regulations also require them to pour a flat landing spot under their fire escape and create a path to either our path or the steps as an emergency exit route. A fixer-upper, the place be.

I haven’t planted any flowers this year because we were “away” and then were back and then our guys were working on our place and then … well, the folks uphill would just be tromping all over trying to get their lower level dug out and fire escape work done.

In the last couple days, their guys have ripped off the bamboo netting and ivy and what-not we’d planted so we didn’t have to look at the dirt under the building. They have ribbons stretched to show where things are going to happen.

Tomorrow morning, I think, when his nibs is home and can spot me in case I fall, I’ll do some work on the slope up to their property and move some of the plants that I care most about down closer to the path, so the plants won’t get trompled in all the activity up there.

Ugly. It looks very ugly right now, but if all goes well, the finished product will not look any uglier than it did to begin with.

Our new mom next door said that she’d thought about moving when she found out she was pregnant, but decided she’d stay because it was so quiet here … but now it’s not quiet! And aren’t the contractors not to supposed to start work until later in the day?

Well, no. San Francisco rules are that construction work, even in residential areas, can start at 7 a.m.

But not to worry. Soon all this work will be done and things will be quiet again … until the next person decides there’s some “remodeling” work that needs doing.

July 11, 2007

2007 San Francisco Idea House

Filed under: architecture,life,real estate,San Francisco — Towse @ 8:07 pm

2007 San Francisco Idea House brought to you by Sunset Magazine and Meridian Builders & Developers, Inc. The house is green green green and LEED-certified.

Open August 17th-August 21st, 2007;
Friday, Saturday and Sunday 9am-5pm
Last ticket sold at 4:30 PM
Tickets only sold at the house on Open House days
No Credit Cards, cash and check only
General – $20
Seniors (60) – $15 (Friday only)
Children 6-12 – $10
5/under – free

For those planning to go who do not plan to drive, check with http://transit.511.org and ask how to take public transit from your starting point to 25th and Alabama.

… not that Sunset or any of the blurbs will tell you that that is where you want to end up. Nooooo. Sunset only tells you where the shuttle parking area is and how to drive to the shuttle parking area.

Excuse me? Where exactly is this house you’re showing off? Somewhere in the Mission District? Near enough to the shuttle-based parking? But where?

Does Sunset have any easy-to-find e-addr on the Sunset site for me to send a suggestion that they add some information about public transit in a town where many people would rather not drive their cars to the Sunset San Francisco Idea House and may, in fact, not even own a private vehicle?

[Web design pet peeve #31: Web sites that don't have easy-to-find contact information.]

My trip will start at the SW corner of Broadway & Montgomery where I catch the #12/Chavez & Mission and ride to Folsom St & 25th, where I’ll get off and walk five blocks east to Alabama. Total travel time: 39 minutes. No transfers. Easy peasy.

When we get closer to the day, I’ll check out specifics like when the #12 is supposed to arrive at the SW corner of Broadway & Montgomery on the day I decide to go. (Ah, yes. Hope springs eternal.)

MLB ASG Logo splashed on center anchorage

Filed under: life,San Francisco — Towse @ 6:22 am

MLB has a boat out on the water and is projecting the Major League Baseball All Star Game graphic (sized to fill the blank northern wall) onto the center anchorage of the Bay Bridge.

Looks very cool.

Why has no one thought of using the center anchorage as a projection screen before?

Photographer Thomas Hawk has a story to tell

Filed under: blog,life,photographs,San Francisco — Towse @ 3:07 am

Not for the first time, Hawk has been roughed up by security guards and/or pseudo-cops while photographing San Francisco from the sidewalk.

Read Thomas Hawk’s Digital Connection: Photographing Architecture is Still Not a Crime, Police Harrasment at 45 Fremont Street and ask yourself

  • what you would’ve done if this had happened to you
  • what you would’ve done if this happened to family or friend
  • what can you and I do to insure that this just does not happen again.

Hawk takes nice photos too. Go check them out while you’re there.

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