I have known for around a year from multiple sources that Poops’ COS, Erica Beck, plans to run for mayor. I have resisted posting, because, well, I don’t believe it. First thing I said to my first source, “Does she plan on being the next Jim Entenman of mayoral politics? Spending the most money and getting the worst results?” And once peeps find out she is the one running the city the past 5 years or so, she really will get NO WHERE with her campaign. She really should register her candidacy as an LLC under Lloyd Companies. If you are going to run Erica, why not wear your true colors? GREEN & GREEN.

You’ve gone in such a wrong direction since the last time we talked. It is disappointing on many levels, because I think you are a smart urban planner who has been hoodwinked by power and money, and not GOD.

I wish you luck, but you are going to get creamed.

I have finished a review of the orders and have taken pics of over 30 different ones that I found of interest. I will be posting them over the next few weeks.

What are EOs?

EOs come from the mayor’s office and generally have to do with his administrative duties when handling city employees, but there is other stuff. The only EOs the city has on record are AFTER the charter change in the early 90’s. Many of the orders are missing sequence and several have been re-numbered (we will get to that in a moment).

Some interesting orders I found were EOs 138 & 139. The first one was established in 2005 by Mayor Munson (Office of Emergency Management) and it took another two years to implement EO 139 which was the actual Emergency Plan for the city in case of a major disaster. I was flabbergasted that a city of this size didn’t have an emergency plan until 2007. We really dodged a bullet on that one. It goes back to what Janet Brekke said all the time, the city needs to implement long term strategic plans ON EVERYTHING.

As for the renumbering, I noticed that in 2018 significant EOs were renumbered, this happened right as Huether was leaving office. But it gets better. I guess a citizen asked the city clerk to review them at this time, so he had to dig them up for them. When the citizen came to review them the city clerk proceeded to tell this person (the clerk was pretty new also) that before he could have them review them the city attorney (David P.) and city councilor Erpenbach came in and proceeded to remove several orders from the book and ‘shred’ them.

I couldn’t tell you where these orders went or what interest a city councilor would have in them, but it seems like some damage control to me. One of the reasons I wanted to review them is because I have known about this incident for several years.

Below is the index, you can see just how disorganized and strangely numbered they are.

As you know, I explore on my bike. So I LOVE this corridor, it reminds me of Minneapolis or Chicago, the problem? Wind tunnels. Any time I ride thru here on my bike, the wind directions are insane, and almost got knocked over.

Now, I could care less, but I have a feeling the next wicked T-Storm that rolls thru will wreak havoc. But that is just a guess, because, you know, I’m just a stupid blogger.

For historical purposes, the ‘Loser Lot’ was the parking lot at Carnegie Hall when the downtown ‘loop’ was open. It was the skank hangout. Heavy Skanks!

What I have noticed over the last couple of years is that the teens like to hang out in the Bunker Ramp. I won’t say the activities that I have seen, but let’s just say, we were all teenagers at one point in our lives and for some reason the air smells like MJ.

I am sure the SFPD is aware that this place has turned into Loser Lot II, but maybe they are not?

This has been going on since the place opened.

So I guess if you are looking for a ‘hookup’ the 4th floor is the place to go.

As Eddie Spaghetti from the Supersuckers said, “A friend with weed is a friend indeed, I’m a friend, a friend in need.”

I guess party central is the Bunker Ramp. Maybe we should do all age shows there? That way it is easier for the teens to do illicit drugs.

I’m kidding. Kinda.