I was going to ask if anyone has found it yet. Does anyone know where it is?
I haven’t shared the location online or even a picture of what the box looks like, just because I don’t want anyone to get too—for the city to have a very easy time finding it if they want to take it down. I feel like by now though, it’s pretty obvious where it is. Just think about the most chaotic place in the Mission, where it could be, it’s there, which a lot of locals probably can guess. I think almost every SF publication covered it. So at this point, if the mayor’s office wanted to take it down, they definitely could, but it’s still up, so that’s a good sign.
As a former resident, I’d say it’s near the 24th Street BART station, but that’s just me.
Close, but not there. But somewhere that’s sort of like that.
Another random question based on something I saw on your site. Were you the one who created that fake profile for someone named Andrew Walz who was allegedly running for Congress in 2020 but didn’t exist—then had his account verified by Twitter?
When I was in high school, yeah. Do you remember that? That’s funny.
I remember because I remember everyone kind of laughing about it. What happened after that?
That’s pretty much it. The account got suspended. It was a weird story because it was a week before Covid happened. Somehow I got hold of a reporter at CNN. I had no idea how to talk to the press or anything. They actually came with a camera crew to my high school in upstate New York and interviewed me in a classroom, and it was such a surreal experience. And then once they heard the story, Twitter just suspended the account. But yeah, that was before you could pay for a check mark, so it was much harder to get a blue badge at that point.
I just have to ask, you’re not related to Tim Walz, right?
My dad is Tim Walz, but not that Tim Walz.
Ha! So, do you know what your next site is going to be?
I want to actually set up a script that scrapes the list app for the Citi Bikes, and every minute will track where each bike is in the system. So I want to make a website that’s like Citi Bike Shocker, where you can enter a bike’s ID number and see where it’s been. So, like, it started the morning in Brooklyn, then someone took it across the bridge into Tribeca and then it went uptown to Columbia or something. It’d be cool to have states on which specific bike in the system has been the farthest, which one hasn’t been used in the longest time. But yeah, that’s the idea.
Please send that to me when it’s up. I need the serotonin.
Will do.
Loose Threads:
“Sure, who cares anymore,” or some variation on that theme, is creeping up online. Basically, it’s people posting stuff that seems a little odd, with the resignation of someone who understands that everything is a little odd right now. For example, have you heard about Cinnamon Toast Crunch bacon?
The Nosferatu movie is getting its own special popcorn bucket. It’s not quite as intense as Dune: Part Two’s sandworm or the Deadpool & Wolverine one. It’s just a coffin. A coffin full of popcorn.
Speaking of Dune, here’s “Bene Gesserit” set to the tune of “Bennie and the Jets.” Good luck getting this earworm out.
