I was in San Francisco International Airport this weekend. For the first time in my life, I experienced the intense rage of being unable to find a garbage can...while surrounded by recycling bins. Weirdest, most guilt-inducing thing ever. But awesome.
The bathrooms have those fancy, high-tech hand-dryers that work in 12 seconds or less. I actually love them.
You can get to and from the airport by the BART, aka the coolest public transportation system ever. And then you can hop on a shuttlebus fueled by biodiesel.They're cutting down on greenhouse gas emissions in a number of ways. Examples include minimizing APU jet fuel use (for starting the plane engines) and switching to a more eco-friendly type of refrigerant gas for air conditioning.
And wow, I just spent 20 minutes reading their sustainability report. I officially have no life.
One more thing I love about SFO International...it's so stereotypically Cali. Seriously, you walk into JFK and immediately this 200-pound drill sergeant is like EVERYBODY TAKE YA SHOES OFF, KEYS IN THE BIN, NOTHIN IN YA POCKETS, GET IN LINE, DO IT NOW!!
By contrast, security is much more fun in San Francisco. I'm walking through the metal detector...a security guard with a 3-foot ponytail notices my clothes, and the following conversation ensues:
Ponytail guy: So like...you're wearing Notre Dame sweatpants...and a Duke shirt...woooooorrrrddddddd.
GG: [in my brain: is this some kind of interrogation? does he think i'm a terrorist?] Yeah, I don't even know anyone who goes to those schools actually.
Ponytail guy: Niiiiiiiiiiicccccccccceeeeeeeeeee.
Loves it.


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Oh dang, laptop innards. Time to zoom in a bit.
As I suspected, the fan was kind of dirty and nasty. The pictures are awful, I know.
Ah, much shinier. Pictures of dust:
These rings were made by an Australian silversmith named Polly van der Glas. She works with sterling silver and human teeth.
According to the
Well, props for creativity. Enjoy being green while I stare lovingly at my molars.

