On Dogpatch and Deadwood

Yesterday, I biked with some friends down to Dogpatch, where we had the honor of being extras in a soon-to-be-released film. The filming took place on an empty Muni bus in the Muni yard. Afterwards, my buddy M. reconnoitered the neighborhood looking for a good place to dine, which we found on Third Street at the Hard Knox Cafe, a soul food joint where you get two sides and muffins with your meal. You can't beat that.

Dogpatch is a funny little neighborhood surrounded by industrial buildings and not far from the S.F. Drydocks. This is one of my favorite places in the city, funky and set apart, with a personality all its own. The Third Street Rail will change that, so check it out now while you can.

Before I take Calamity Jane's fabulous photo off of my blog, I thought I'd say a few words about her. She was orphaned young, and fended for herself from the time she was an early teen. She did a man's job in a man's world at a time when women were expected to wear corsets and behave like ladies. She was a severe alcoholic, but who could blame her? She was born ahead of her time. For a good biography, check out the one on Wikipedia, or Calamity Jane's own words.

Finally, I wanted to put in a word for Claire Tompkins' orgo blogo. It always has something interesting on organic life in the East Bay.