10-17-2020, 07:41 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-17-2020, 07:57 PM by Drunk Monk.)
HIJACKING THIS OLD THREAD for the anniversary of the big one. Has it really been 31 years?
Angus just posted this on sitonmyfacebook on one of our old AFS coworker's feed.
I replied
There's more to the story. I went to Lam Kwoon for practice (that's when I was doing that crazy commute for my Kung Fu). It was closed and I was bummed. I returned to Castle Highland and grabbed my Rock Med jump bag (I was still a certified EMT back then) and was going to head out, but I didn't quite know where to go. Stacy and I had just hooked up and she had not returned home yet. She was working at the Sierra Club on Polk back then and commuted by BART, which we had heard was down. I was about to head out when she arrived home having sorted the bus route.
Well, this triggered some memories too. The closing of the Warfield was intense - 5 nights in a row of Phil Lesh and friends ending in a final closing night party that went to daybreak. I didn't take any time off - worked every day and then made it for SF and back from Fremont. I'm sad that the forum no longer has those threads.
Then the earthquake benefit which was crazy for so many reasons. I didn't have to do load in or load out, or had near the responsiblities I had with TCEC after we moved to South Hall, or even had much of a Dragon Crew back then, but it was still work.
Then that con with lady cf, ending in that cosplay dance party. I was still in my MC suit for the Benefit and wound up dancing with some vulcan and romulan gals in TOS costumes. That was so fun.
This old fencing nerd that I used to know from when I taught at De Anza - Tony - such a clown - he showed up. But he didn't seem to recognize me and I wasn't about to break away from my pointy-eared babes to talk to him (James T. Kirk taught me that much).
That was one of DM's epic runs...back when he was young and invincible.
The earthquake benefit was such a turning point in my life because it was when I was diagnosed with cervical arthritis. I've lived with that ever since. Just another scar that the sun couldn't heal.
Angus just posted this on sitonmyfacebook on one of our old AFS coworker's feed.
Quote:Me & Gene in the parking lot at AFS in SOMA. Once the shaking was done, he dropped me off at the fencing club in The Mission. The house next to the club was leaning up against it, a crack ran down the middle of South Van Ness. The sidewalks crunched with chips of broken marble stairs and bits of broken foundation. Red tags went up on houses all around the club.
I replied
Quote:I remember we had just pulled out and were in the middle of the lot, where I stopped my car and we just rode it out. I remember watching the window across the street ripple like water and you saying "This is a long one". Then I dropped you off at Halberstadt and as I got on the freeway on ramp, the emergency broadcast signal came on. I looked back on SF and could see plumes of smoke from the Marina and other places.
There's more to the story. I went to Lam Kwoon for practice (that's when I was doing that crazy commute for my Kung Fu). It was closed and I was bummed. I returned to Castle Highland and grabbed my Rock Med jump bag (I was still a certified EMT back then) and was going to head out, but I didn't quite know where to go. Stacy and I had just hooked up and she had not returned home yet. She was working at the Sierra Club on Polk back then and commuted by BART, which we had heard was down. I was about to head out when she arrived home having sorted the bus route.
(05-27-2008, 10:27 PM)Drunk Monk Wrote: ...since I felt normal. It was last year at the Ultimate Internationals (RDK) that I first caught pink eye, the first domino in my cascade into life with chronic pain (see http://brotherhoodofdoom.com/phpBB2/viewtopic.php?t=276&postdays=0&postorder=asc&start=30 post Mon Jun 18, 2007 7:51 pm). That's been harshing my buzz from the weekend. In a way, I'm happy I can still handle an insane binge streak like the Warfield closure to this benefit to dancing with vulcans and romulans. Aside from the mystery bleeding, I feel ok. Mrs. Dm got sick, but not DM. Distrubing. Anyway, now to work for two weeks, catch up on stuff put off, until my Catskills trip...
Well, this triggered some memories too. The closing of the Warfield was intense - 5 nights in a row of Phil Lesh and friends ending in a final closing night party that went to daybreak. I didn't take any time off - worked every day and then made it for SF and back from Fremont. I'm sad that the forum no longer has those threads.
Then the earthquake benefit which was crazy for so many reasons. I didn't have to do load in or load out, or had near the responsiblities I had with TCEC after we moved to South Hall, or even had much of a Dragon Crew back then, but it was still work.
Then that con with lady cf, ending in that cosplay dance party. I was still in my MC suit for the Benefit and wound up dancing with some vulcan and romulan gals in TOS costumes. That was so fun.
This old fencing nerd that I used to know from when I taught at De Anza - Tony - such a clown - he showed up. But he didn't seem to recognize me and I wasn't about to break away from my pointy-eared babes to talk to him (James T. Kirk taught me that much).
That was one of DM's epic runs...back when he was young and invincible.
The earthquake benefit was such a turning point in my life because it was when I was diagnosed with cervical arthritis. I've lived with that ever since. Just another scar that the sun couldn't heal.
Shadow boxing the apocalypse