— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |
Good ol' Mother Nature decided to do it up big yesterday and make for one helluva day in Dolores. Tallboys were drank. Gangster rap was blasted. Local McNimbydouche walked his dog through The Park mean muggin' everybody enjoying themselves. Plus:
Dogs in hoodies.
Cold Beer, Cold Water.
A dude with ice on his head.
Some crazy motherfucker that hot-boxed a blanket for two hours.
And, last but certainly not least, two bananas lugging around an 18 of Keystone Light.
Basically, the Summer before the renovations is setting up to be one rad year.
Comments (3)
Oh man that blanket guy. When I saw him I don’t think he was ‘hotboxing’, unless that’s what the kids are calling self-love these days. He was naked under that lovely floral print, his clothes scattered around him in the grass, and the blanket rucking up to reveal his natural self. There was a metronome like twitching. I think it’s actually the first time in Dolores where I thought “Well that gut is taking things a bit too far”.
I can verify what hoboking is saying. Me and my friends even confronted him about it and the blanket man was like “Leave me alone!” so we told him we COULD call the cops about it and he shaped up right quick.
yeah blanket guy was actually wank-it guy. oh, san francisco.