Accidental photographer

I’m not an accomplished photographer. I have taken photos I like, but I’d be the first to admit I’d never win a prize for my compositions. I’m always especially pleased when photos I’ve taken come out, well, better than my usual. A few weeks ago, I found myself in San Francisco with extra time to explore the city. I’ve been there so may times I wasn’t interested in going to the usual tourist attractions. I was thrilled when my friend, whom I was visiting, suggested we explore Civic Centre. Someplace I’ve driven by but hadn’t yet had an opportunity to explore.

CivicCenter0City hall, built in 1915, is a beautiful example of classical American Architecture. The ornate dome is one of the tallest in the U.S. Brides love the venue; nearly 2,000 weddings take place in City Hall each year. Get this, in 1954 Marilyn Monroe and Joe DiMaggio were married there. The 1989 Loma Prieta Earthquake severely damaged the building, which San Francisco voters spent $300 million to restore. To protect against future earthquakes, a genius base isolator system was installed below each support pillar. Wicked cool engineering makes it so, in the event of an earthquake, the entire building, which is separated from the ground, can sway up to 27 inches in any direction.

CivicCenterCorinthianInside there are dramatic vignettes. I’m not sure why it’s called Classical American Architecture, maybe because the outside looks kinda Federalist and the inside is bedecked in what looks to me more like Neo-Classic. I’m neither an expert or aficionado when it comes to architecture; regardless, it’s still a beautiful building, inside and out.


(In case you haven’t guessed, I’m quite proud of the Corinthian column photo.)

Across the plaza sits the Asian Art Museum of San Francisco, where I had had the pleasure of visiting a couple of years ago. The permanent collections are exquisite and well worth another visit.


I was particularly enchanted with the exquisitely crafted dragons. What’s not to love about mythical creatures who continue to capture the imagination of millions of people all over the world?

I’m glad I had an opportunity to look around the Asian Art Museum once more; otherwise I would have missed this guy. (Another photo I truly like.)

A fair to remember

My good buddy and I, dressed to impress and armed with freshly minted resumes, checked out a job fair downtown today. I’ve been to good job fairs before, and this was nothing like a good job fair! As soon as we saw the poster indicating the focus was on sales, marketing, and management positions, we should have exited, stage left. But nooo, in for a dime, in for a dollar. So, along with several other job seekers, we rode the elevator up to the third floor.

job-fairWe were asked to fill out a form and submit both the form and our resumes, after which we were given a guide to the companies who were present. I took a look at the meager corporate presence and did a mental eye roll. Just for the heck of it, I chatted with the folks from Border Patrol. What the heck, networking is good, right? Yeah, well, after serving as an agent for two years, you can apply for a different position. Pfft.

On our way out, I expressed disappointment at the disappointing corporate turnout to the event’s host. We asked if they host events featuring high-tech companies, and he directed us to their website. I was curious who they were, and after asking, I learned they were essentially job brokers like Monster. Companies contracted with them to find talent to hire. When I mentioned selling insurance, timeshare condos, or retail merchandise wasn’t a good fit for me, he copped a condescending ‘tude and shot back with “at least its money.”

Dude, there’s more to it than just money.

Ailments and cures

Thanks to my oldest child, I have come down with the upper respiratory infection that seems to be going around. She was gracious enough to share her germs with her siblings, as well. Have I not said before I have generous children?

When I lamented to my besties about how I was sick and feeling yucky, their initial responses ranged from, “oh, poor you!,” to “I hope you feel better soon,” to “You have cooties!” That last one always makes me smile.

SickKittyThe proposed remedies also ran the gamut of extremes. One suggestion was to insist my doctor give me a sinus cocktail shot. (Really, there’s such a thing? Apparently, as I read through quite a list of postings and articles when I searched for this mysterious potion.) The next suggestion, from a nurse, was quite sensible: Aleve, Sudafed, neti pot, and rest. Another chimed in “drink lots of water.” Last, but surely not at all least, came the coup de grâce: Jack Daniels. Hilarity ensued, as it usually does when we congregate, either virtually or in person. After all, isn’t good friends and laughter the best medicine?