Watch your step when stumbling home from Homestead or Shotwell’s.
Not that many folks seemed to come out for yesterday’s gentrification demonstration, although that didn’t stop those who did from beating down the Google bus piñata as promised.
I think the police were the most disappointed, as they had all assembled nearby, zip-ties and paddy wagons waiting for protestor violence that never happened. Don’t feel sorry for them too much though; at least they got a chance to celebrate Cinco de Mayo at nearby Pancho Villa:
I mean, I love Trick Dog as much as the next guy, and I know parking around there is a scarce commodity and thus you have to start the hunt as early as possible, but if you’re speeding there so recklessly (allegedly) that you careen directly into a passenger bus (allegedly), your priorities are a bit amiss.
[Photo by Lindsey]
It’s tough to find an apartment anywhere in the city these days, let alone the Mission. And it doesn’t help that landlords will come up with every euphemism in the book to try to trick you into thinking their place is better than it is (not that they even have to given the fact that they’ll probably get 200 emails an hour after they put it up anyway). Fortunately, our pal Teddy has taken all of the mystery out of rental ads to show you what they really mean.
Check out the rest here!
This babe is DJing the big American Tripps party this Saturday night at 19 Heron, and I took this pic of her a few weeks back and I’m very proud of it, just thought you should know.
UPDATE: Bonus! Interview with DJ JustStella over on SFist!
If this looks like a blast to you, and I can’t imagine why it wouldn’t, consider attending this month’s Haçeteria, tonight at Slate Bar.
There are several reasons to favor this approach:
Thank you for your time.
And thanks, Lily!
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