You just can’t keep a good soup chef down!
Previously:
DocPop posted a piece on why he spends a shit-ton of money on clothes. Sure, looks are probably part of it, but there are also practical reasons: better fits, longevity, and breathability. For example:
Through working this intimately with denim I learned to ditch polysynthetics and embrace cotton, wool, and leather. Not only do these materials breath better, but leather and cotton have the bonus of getting better looking with age.
I know lots of folks have differing opinions on this, but we definitely have an artificial sense of the value of clothes. Have you ever tried to make them? I have a crafty friend who started to get into it and said, “I don’t know why all dresses don’t cost like $500, this shit is hard.”
Read on over at DocPop.
I love them! But are we still supposed to boycott Coors because they’re anti-gay or something? Coors rules!
[via Mission Mission on Tumblr]
Now let’s all listen for the “fingerless gloves” lyric:

At first I was confused — what does it mean?! And why kankles? But thankfully, Google saved the day, yet again. Remember that dude we saw wearing chicken feet and mud on his head at the Noise Pop festival in February? His name’s Jason Jaworski, and it turns out Sprinkles Sparkles and Kankles is his website.
Given the complicated and sometimes messy nature of his previous work, I am surprised the sticker is so simple, but hey, it got the job done. Now we’re all looking at the website.
Creep Draws explains the good news:
Now that is a good looking fridge. 24th and Folsom liquor store 12 pack for 13.50!
Hot deal! And this from a blog whose mission statement reads:
I am tired of reading blogs about messenger bags and the mission. I am tired of seeing pictures from the internet that someone else re-blogged for the 4th time. I don’t want to be that. This blog will consist only of things that I draw in my sketchbook while the bus.
Thanks for turning your back on your dreams and coming over to the dark side! Racer 5 for all!
The Bold Italic today shares some stories about the Eagle, from a handful of the folks who knew it best. Here’s some of why head Oh See John Dwyer loved it so:
No other bar in the city had the Eagle’s ambience — the whole place looked like it was hewn from stone by a sweaty man with his bare hands. t was the best. It was so raw and minimal. Every experience I had there is my favorite memory of being there.
Read on for one fine example, and a bunch more stories from other Eagle regulars.
[Thanks, Brock!]
This is one last reminder. Attend Uptown Almanac’s Locally-Sourced Pop-Up Comedy Night tonight (like in 90 minutes) at the Roxie… because Mimi:
Mary delivers the good news in a post titled NEW NAME FOR THE CROTCH AREA:
“grindquarters”
Let us rejoice!