Look familiar? Yes, it’s one of those San Franciscan “Wet Paint” posters, minus a few letters.
Spotted at 17th and Capp.
Spotted this strange poster on 14th St. yesterday, and I gotta say I’m a little baffled. It seems to be a record, a light bulb, and maybe some other symbols.
Stranger yet, it was far above eye level — about 6 feet off the ground.
Anyone know what this poster is? Some kind of strange ad? An art project? Discordians at work?
Could wheat really be bad for you?
While reading BoingBoing the other day, I happened across a post claiming wheat is addictive, responsible for many health problems, makes you fat, caused the Holocaust, etc.
Some of the claims are really out there. But let’s assume for a moment that there might be a grain of truth to his assertion that wheat is bad for us. Certainly at my last job I gained weight when I switched from yogurt for breakfast to the free bagels they were always giving us.
That’s where I start thinking he’s on to something — those bagels never once made me feel full. But the yogurt? Always. The bagels contained more calories than the yogurt and less nutrition. So why did I keep eating them? I’m not really sure. I tried switching to healthier breakfasts, but the temptation of bagels was difficult to resist.
The Experiment
I decided to make a pact with myself: avoid wheat for 30 days and document the results.
Why 30 days? A short TED talk by Matt Cutts explores this simple concept: try something new for 30 days. It can be anything, from training for an athletic event to writing a novel. It can also involve removing something from your life — like wheat.
Additionally, the BoingBoing post specifically mentions that four weeks without wheat should be enough to convince yourself that wheat isn’t wonderful.
There were two main factors I was looking for in this experiment: weight and the more difficult to quantify general “feeling.” Theoretically lowering your blood sugar should cause both weight loss and lethargy. Giving up something as addictive as morphine shouldn’t be pleasant either. But there was also the possibility that I’d “feel” healthier if wheat is linked to inflammation and joint pain.
Here’s the ground I set for myself rules:
Results: First 10 Days
Yesterday marks 10 days since I started the wheat-free experiment. I didn’t eat any wheat during this time; I also ate a lot more corn-based products than usual.
Here’s the results.
Weight: a bit tricky to judge. Even though my scale has wifi (what a strange world we live in!) I haven’t been as rigorous as I should have been at weighing myself at the same time every day. Still, I think there’s enough data to say with certainty that I haven’t gained any weight.
Feelings: just as predicted, I’ve been feeling really lethargic as one often would on a low-carb diet. Although unpleasant, it also gives me hope. After all, I’ve been going out of my way to NOT cut carbs; if my blood sugar is causing this reaction there must be another reason for it.
Addictiveness: every now and then I find myself craving a pizza or a sandwich, but once I remind myself that I can’t have it the feeling moves on to another food. So I’m having a little trouble buying into the idea that wheat is as addictive as morphine when I’m able to avoid it so easily.
So far, these results are marginally promising, but not very conclusive. I’m going to monitor my weight more thoroughly for the next 10 days and see if there’s any meaningful results.
The poster above is in Clarion Alley. It’s a reference to the now-defunct Games of Nonchalance, who had the same poster of the mysterious Eva Lucien in a tiny alley in Chinatown some years back.
Yes, it seems the quiet little tea house on 14th St. didn’t last. Was in the awkward location? Lack of marketing?
Who knows. But if you’d like to help them reopen their doors, they’ve set up a fundraising page with more details.
Where Bombay Bazaar once stood on Valencia and 16th is now a big sheet of plywood with some psychedelic colorful posters. No word yet on what drugs go best with viewing these posters. If you happen to know that or anything about these, drop me a line.
You know that dumpster with trees growing out of it by the Chronicle building on 5th St? Turns out it’s actually supposed to be a mobile parklet. Seems like a dumpster filled with a garden is kind of a lazy man’s parklet. But then look at the sponsors: our local garbage hauling provider, Recology, is behind this. It all makes sense now, doesn’t it?
Sure, it’s just tequila in a decorative bottle. But how cool looking is that bottle? Almost makes me want to drop that kind of change on it and deal with the ensuing vomit after drinking too much tequila. Almost.
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