November 9, 2007

Chinatown, San Francisco.

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Posted by Ann Althouse at 6:05 AM
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8 comments:

rcocean said...

Where is everyone? You must have gone at 8 am on Sunday.

But nice pictures.

11/9/07, 8:35 AM
Maxine Weiss said...

No, it's just that anything that comes out of China has been poisoned and died.

I'm surprised Althouse even survived a visit to China Town....

And, I hope she undertook all these extracurricular activities, once she was good and well checked out of her expensive hotel room.

I'd hate to think she was out and about while the clock was running on pricey digs.

11/9/07, 10:01 AM
Trooper York said...

I was hoping to see another entry in her urination series. Perhaps a chinaman peeing in a bus stop. That would be a special won-ton soup for you.

11/9/07, 11:47 AM
John Stodder said...

Did you happen to see a jar of deer fetus wine in one of the shop windows? Spelled "foetus."

I saw that on my first trip to SF Chinatown 35 years ago and have never been able to get it out of my mind. There was actually a deer "foetus" at the bottom of this big glass jar. And a sign advertising it. It was priced like it was a luxury item. So do wealthy Chinese have entire cellars of deer "foetus" wine? Do they show it off to friends?

11/9/07, 1:27 PM
blake said...

The Dude: Walter, what is the point? Look, we all know who is at fault here, what the fuck are you talking about?
Walter Sobchak: Huh? No, what the fuck are you... I'm not... We're talking about unchecked aggression here, dude.
Donny: What the fuck is he talking about?
The Dude: My rug.
Walter Sobchak: Forget it, Donny, you're out of your element!
The Dude: Walter, the chinaman who peed on my rug, I can't go give him a bill, so what the fuck are you talking about?
Walter Sobchak: What the fuck are you talking about? The chinaman is not the issue here, Dude. I'm talking about drawing a line in the sand, Dude. Across this line, you DO NOT... Also, Dude, chinaman is not the preferred nomenclature. Asian-American, please.
The Dude: Walter, this isn't a guy who built the fucking railroads here. This is a guy...
Walter Sobchak: What the fuck are you talking about?
The Dude: Walter, he peed on my rug!
Donny: He peed on the Dude's rug.
Walter Sobchak: Donny you're out of your element! Dude, the Chinaman is not the issue here!

11/9/07, 4:13 PM
rcocean said...

Evelyn Mulwray: She's my daughter.
[Gittes slaps Evelyn]
Jake Gittes: I said I want the truth!
Evelyn Mulwray: She's my sister...
[slap]
Evelyn Mulwray: She's my daughter...
[slap]
Evelyn Mulwray: My sister, my daughter.
[More slaps]
Jake Gittes: I said I want the truth!
Evelyn Mulwray: She's my sister AND my daughter!

Forget it Jake, its Chinatown.

11/9/07, 7:24 PM
Trooper York said...

Fred Gage: I know this place inside out. It's a regulare honeycomb that starts everywhere and ends nowhere.
Charlie Chan: Will investigate honeycomb later. Maybe find bee.
(Charlie Chan's Secret 1936)

11/9/07, 8:17 PM
rcocean said...

WHEN THE TOWN IS FAST A-SLEEP, AND IT'S MID-NIGHT IN THE SKY,
THAT'S THE TIME THE FES-TIVE CHINK STARTS TO WINK HIS OTH-ER EYE,
STARTS TO WINK HIS DREAM-Y EYE, LA-ZI-LY YOU'LL HEAR HIM SIGH.

Chorus

CHI-NA-TOWN, MY CHI-NA-TOWN
WHERE THE LIGHTS ARE LOW,
HEARTS THAT KNOW NO OTH-ER LAND,
DRIFT-ING TO AND FRO.
DREAM-Y DREAM-Y CHI-NA-TOWN,
AL-MOND EYES OF BROWN,
HEARTS SEEMS LIGHT AND LIFE SEEMS BRIGHT,
IN DREAM-Y CHI-NA-TOWN

11/9/07, 9:04 PM

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