This guy Drew just published an essay called “I Got So Sober Last Night, Dude.” Here’s an excerpt:
Yeah, I’m so awake today, dude. I haven’t been this awake since that last time we got all sober on that one Wednesday. Yeah, man, remember that? That one in April? You came home at a moderate hour and were like, “man, I might catch up on my DVR tonight.” And then I was all, “cool, I’m pretty tired and might just fall asleep about three quarters of the way into a documentary on Netflix.” We got crazy sober that night and were like, “NEVER again!” Guess what? BOOM. Blew that one.
Read on for the full rundown. I can tell this is funny, but I’m not sure I totally relate. I usually get drunk when watching documentaries on Netflix.
There’s a new playground, a new bike polo court, a new pathway, the old bathroom building is gone, two new bathroom buildings are in, and they’re putting a bunch more benches at the tippity top.
Uptown Almanac has a thorough breakdown of every little change right here.
Noise Pop and the Roxie present (as part of their ongoing Pop/Rox program) the SF premiere of this behind-the-scenes look at the making of NASA‘s star-studded debut album. Here’s just a handful of folks that might appear in the film:
David Byrne, Karen O, Tom Waits, Kool Keith, Nick Zinner, Lykke Li, M.I.A., Kanye West, George Clinton, Chuck D, Seu Jorge, and the RZA.
Furthermore, director (and NASA member) Sam Spiegel will be IN THE HOUSE! And spinning at the AFTER PARTY!
Here’s my favorite NASA song:
Boom. Win tickets to this thing by posting a NASA-themed picture of yourself on our Facebook wall. A winner will be chosen based on merit and awarded two tickets. Contest ends Tuesday, November 15, 2011, at noon.
"I joked that living in the Mission would be the end of me. And there were nights where it felt like the case.
One night I went out with my friend Allan to the bar that no one goes to on 16th Street, where I lost half my drink and money on the dance floor. Later we skated down 16th to Evelyn Lee, where I fell off my board and landed on my head as the 22 bus sped past behind me. A sobering moment. At the bar, I sulked and nursed my wounds until Allan put on Amy Winehouse’s 'Valerie.' We danced, he dipped me, and I felt better."