
In both Los Angeles and San Francisco, I saw a lot of well-preserved examples of kicky old signage. I think this is my favorite so far.
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In both Los Angeles and San Francisco, I saw a lot of well-preserved examples of kicky old signage. I think this is my favorite so far.

A surprisingly well-preserved, irony-free coffee shop out of a time warp on Market Street. Fantastic pancakes.

Things to see when you’re waiting for the cable car to haul your sleepy ass up that damned hill.

Just an assortment of what those fancy schmancy buildings look like at night.

The thick fog that rolls into San Francisco every night is no urban legend. You can see it rolling over the hills like mustard gas. It’s particularly striking at the top of those steep hills scattered around the city.

Perhaps the quirkiest vending machine I’ve seen, found alongside a bunch of standard candy machines at Galco’s Soda Pop Stop in L.A. I have no idea whether that petent has ever been granted.

I could make a snarky post about the Commander-in-Chief’s frequent vacations to Texas, but in the interest of accuracy I’ll confess that this is the mothballed office of Jed Bartlett, not George W. Bush.

Famous set houses on the Warner Brothers lots. Can you identify them without checking here?

Sign on an architect’s office in Silverlake, Los Angeles. I believe these are the Neutraface letters sold by House Industries.

A series of original portraits made shortly after the 1977 release of Star Wars. My knowledge of anatomy was still crude, but I captured the essential visual characteristics of each character, don’t you think?