In this article from the San Francisco Bay Guardian (I should just stop here, but I think this is kind of humerous), we read about the San Francisco Civic Center Hotel:

The Civic Center Hotel, a five-story residential hotel at the junction of Market and 12th Streets in San Francisco, doesn't provide particularly elegant accommodations. The glass in the front door is spiderwebbed with cracks. In the lobby, the threadbare reddish carpet is grimy, and the wallpaper hangs in tatters. The building's tiny elevator has an unnerving habit of stopping in the wrong spot – often about half a foot below the intended floor.

Okay, so that's not terribly amusing.  But later is this:

The case is ongoing, and neither Labor nor the pension fund's lawyers chose to comment for this story, though the fund and associated union officials have denied any wrongdoing in court documents. A look at the Konocti Harbor Web site shows that the 120-acre resort has a parade of washed-up musicians slated for the weeks ahead, including Heart, Eddie Money, Clint Black, Peter Frampton, and Hootie and the Blowfish. Not surprisingly, the place, according to Labor, has been losing money for years.

Washed up, you say?  Peter Frampton?  Hootie?  Clint Black?   That's some good company! Actually, though, I think it's the San Francisco Bay Guardian that's truly washed up. (I don't, honestly, recommend you patronize their website. I happened to see this article thanks to Google's news search.)