Dead Frank

Last weekend, I was hanging out downtown San Francisco waiting for my friend.  We were about to partake in one of the finest burgers that our fair city has to offer.  As I watched the world go by, I saw a late model Ford Police Interceptor approaching me.  The side searchlights were still attached.  All other markings had been removed.  No light bar across the roof.  No decals on the side.  The driver was a middle aged man with a couple days of stubble on his face and an ill-fitting stocking cap on his head.  He did not fit the mold of a current or retired law enforcement official.

Then the car rounded the corner and I caught a glimpse of the bold decal that adorned the trunk lid.  Check it out for yourself: http://bit.ly/6ffhHd

They have an official website with very little information and featuring a much more stylish picture of the vehicle in question.

I took down the last few posts.  The removed items were “old school” blog posts, which is to say they essentially contained links to interesting things I found around the web.  That type of content is useful and interesting and worthy of merit, just not for deadfrank.  I would rather keep this space dedicated to my personal experiences and musings.  Plus I felt the writing sucked.