And you weren't even wearing your superhero cape! (Or were you?)

In the apartment I lived in in the Mission, the wiring was distributed such that if you ran the dishwasher in the kitchen, a computer in the front bedroom, and turned the heat on in the living room, it would blow a fuse. It was awesome. My current house still has the original gas ceiling fixtures, and they're a little leaky. Oh San Francisco, you lovable city full of picturesque death traps you.