Overheard in Dolores Park:
I drunk texted, “I wanna suck your cock,” and he wrote back, “I feel exactly the same way.”
Awww.
Overheard in Dolores Park:
I drunk texted, “I wanna suck your cock,” and he wrote back, “I feel exactly the same way.”
Awww.
Beth Spotswood shares an anecdote that proves the Mission’s worth once and for all:
I know I bitch about the Mission, but my neighborhood offers opportunities you’d never find in the Marina. For example, my sweet roommate just went down to the coffee shop and got our morning fix of caffeine, returning and announcing, “Beth, you won’t believe what I found outside!”
“A crackpipe?”
“No, that’d be normal.” He responded. “Check this out.”
Check it out here.
I have no regrets, I swear. But one thing that sometimes bums me out is I never got to see Joe Strummer perform live. This sticks in my craw because there was this one Sunday about eight years ago on which Joe Strummer and the Mescaleros played a free instore at Amoeba at 2pm, and then Jonathan Richman played at Bottom of the Hill later that evening. I lived in Sacramento at the time, and I had this big plan to drive to the city for the day, see Joe Strummer, hang out, and then go see Jonathan Richman. What a memorable day it would have been!
Unfortunately, I got a late start and skipped Amoeba altogether, thinking, “They play all the time, I’ll see them some day.” Joe Strummer died a year or so later I think, and I never got that chance. So all I have is this clip from Letterman of them performing “Johnny Appleseed.” It’s a great clip though.
Anyway, I told this story the other day, looked up the video, watched it multiple times today, and wanted to share.

Carleigh just put together this handsome reference for dog owners. Doggie-friendly hotspots both authorized and not are mapped and annotated. Sample commentary:
Despite loathing to even walk by this place after nightfall (I hate catcalling and I hate daily drunks and on-the-sidewalk spitters even more), Poochie and I made a late night run and play through this playground once when the locks had been broken off so we could get it. However, there was too much trash/temptation for Poochie so we had to vamonos.
Carleigh’s blog entry. Carleigh’s map. Note that the project is a work in progress, so drop her a line if you’ve got a hot tip.
Previously:
I’ve been dying to read the Life Without Buildings Charlie Kaufman Interview for months now (opening Charlie Kaufman line: “I’m kind of curious why an architecture writer wanted to talk with me.”), but I hate spoilers, so I’ve been putting it off until after I saw Synecdoche, New York. Problem is, it’s tough to get me to go to a movie.
Now I’ve got no excuse. The movie is playing at the Roxie all weekend and into next week, and Monday is $5 movie night, so be sure to ask me on Tuesday morning how I liked the film and how I liked the interview.
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Please watch the above video announcement. My two favorite local bands AND my favorite local DJ all share a stage at Bottom of the Hill tonight. Airfix Kits go on first, followed by the Passionistas, and Primo spins hits all night long. I don’t know jack about the headliner, but who gives a shit? What a lineup!
Show starts at 10pm and costs $10.
To everyone that inquired about last night’s incessant horn blasts, looks like it was extra foggy, so the foghorn (or something) was switched on. Read more here.

I’m at Bender’s last night, sitting with my back to the window. Suddenly, the person across from me stops speaking mid-sentence, eyes transfixed on something behind me. I surreptitiously took a picture over my shoulder.