Here’s the description:
You all have been chatting us up about your fear over the club changing with the influx of new crowds to our hood. We have always been a all good folks welcome kind of local with a soft spot for the underdog. the queers and oddballs of the world. New members of the tribe are welcome. We are making some changes around the club to clarify who we are and Xara has helped us with a fabulous mural out front. We hope you walk up and see yourself in those images and words. We love you all~ Thanks for making us what we are!
[via El Rio on Facebook]
Can someone please teach either a class on being a good BART passenger or a class on not being annoyed by crappy BART passengers?
— Ariel Dovas (@eviloars) June 5, 2014
Grab a scoop of coconut ice cream from Mitchell's Ice Cream and we'd be happy to make a Negroni Float #negroniweek
— Rock Bar (@RockBarSF) June 4, 2014
(Thanks, Nattles!)
I’ve long been against the Don’t call it Frisco thing, mainly because I don’t like rules, and also because I like nicknames and abbreviations.
Today on Thrillist, local treasure Daisy Barringer digs into the history of the issue, and proves we should actually probably all be calling it Frisco all the time. I mean, sorry for the spoiler, but even Herb Caen himself relented, way back in 1977:
It’s okay, you may call it ‘Frisco’ now. The gray-beards, the ones who objected so strenuously and endlessly to the ‘irreverent’ sailor-spawned nickname for San Francsico, are mostly gone now — and so, it must be added is a large part of the city they loved and helped to build, the city that spawned world legends and legions of worshippers.
Suck it, gray-beards!
Read on for a ton of great history and the rest of Daisy’s very compelling argument.
Definitely a new record:
The point is, just in case you weren’t aware, you can sing a lot of cool songs at karaoke these days. Support your local karaoke night!
That’s the main thing. Here are some other things I like about Chino:
Chino rules!

This week’s “Drink of the Week” is a very special review by the very talented Podboy:
Guess what.
I don’t really want to tell you because I hate it so much I promply tried to forget it. I’ll give you a hint though which is: it is the same amount round as red as it is gross. In case you couldnt guess from those clues I did BUZZ-BALLS. Unluckily even if you guessed right your still wrong because to be honest it was more like BARF-BALLS.
“BUZZ-BALLS RUM-JOB” NAME doesn’t even make sense except unless you count how feeling like drinking it is a STRESSY JOB!
To be honest the strawberry flavor is quite sweet and fresh but the rest of it is very hot on your tounge and barf-like. If I could say one thing to the maker of this it would be you should make it all the way round so it rolls away from me.
Do I reccomend this drink? In fact I DO reccomend this drink. I do reccomend this drink is never drank by a human that is!
Ha! Thanks, Podboy! (Be sure to check out the Podboy archives for some killer X-Files and Walking Dead fanfic too.)
[via Podboy]
Wait, what? Oh… I just love Natalie‘s dream:
Had this dream in which Mike Keegan built a miniature human robot, but the Roxie was broken into and the robot was stolen, along with one chocolate and one plain beignet.
Whaaaaaaaat! I want this to be a feature-length motion picture! (There’s more, but that was the meat of it.)