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I had a Brass Monkey (malt liquor + OJ) the other night at DJ Jamie Jams’ Beastie Boys-themed party in the Lower Haight, and it was pretty good. Poor man’s mimosa.
But right now, Stella and Shannon are drinking them in the yard outside my office, and they look REAL good. And the story holds up: Shannon says she picked up the habit last summer in Oakland (poor man’s SF). Anyway, these two both proclaim this summer BRASS MONKEY SUMMER and who are we to argue? #brassmonkeysummer
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This guy is lost! He’s Morris and he’s quite famous on Tumblr. More importantly, he escaped from a home near 17th and Bryant and he’s on the loose in a strange city. (He’s a New Yorker in town for a wedding.)
Please find him!
UPDATE: Found!
Rebecca, formerly of My First Earthquake, has always been great at promotional clips. Check it out:
Happy Fangs performs with all those other bands, tonight at Elbo Room. RSVP and invite your friends!
I was at a private party at J. Rusten Furniture Studio (the best place in the neighborhood for a private party I think) the other night, and I drank a LOT of things (tequila on the rocks, tequila and lemonade on the rocks, beer and lemonade on the rocks, beer and tequila and lemonade on the rocks), but this was the highlight.
Mr. Rusten was giving a tour of the facilities, and somebody came back with this scrap of some kind of fancy cedar I think, and it looked like a twist of lemon, and I was wasted probably, so I decided to incorporate it into my cocktail, as a garnish. Turns out, the crisp, woody aroma of the shaving complemented the tequila nicely.
(Thanks again for throwing such a sick party, Chex!)
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It’s part Mad Men, part Mars Attacks, and takes place partially on a Mission rooftop:
Okay now go back to Daft Punk. (And sorry about the long headline.) (Oh and the band is called Date Nite.)