Okay, so this hilarious title refers to the fact that every time I used to walk by The Nags Head on Geary before 10pm, the only people I could see inside (and it’s not a big place, mind you) were REALLY old.  I mean like one-leg-in-the-c0ffin old.  But you know

My second apartment in the city was on 18th Avenue at Geary in an area I like to call “Central Richmond” (Google Maps tells me this is a real term in existence, but I’ve never heard anybody actually speak this in conversation). Anyway, there were a ton of cheap and