If My Obsession with Cutty Bang Persists, I'll Be Able to Make One of These Myself

ohnochriso says:

I saw this impressive outdoor chandelier made entirely of mini booze bottles on my way to work and had to snap a photo of it. I figured there is probably some sort of installation inside the apartment based on the destruction of the resident's liver.

I'm not really sure I agree with his analysis.  First off, destruction of the liver is a San Franciscan pastime and too commonplace to really do any sort of art installation about (although totally reasonable to dedicate half of a blog too).  Second, drinking from nips is a goddamn San Francisco tradition and should be celebrated as much as possible.

(drop the mic)

(photo by ohnochriso)

Hella Cool Tattoo

This girl Aaliyah that I met at Mission Bar has, by far, the best goddamn tattoo I've ever laid eyes on.  Concept and design all herself.  She was even willing to risk getting tossed out of the bar by throwing her leg up on the pool table so I could get a shot of it in some real lighting.  Hella fucking rad.

Got It At Ross

I was strolling around Dolores Park yesterday and ran into these guys rapping about Ross and screaming for someone to give them a beer.  Figured that was a good time to figure out what's their story.  They're Abraham Linkin and sure to be the next big thing in Bay Area meme-music.


The Cerveza Preparadas at Chavitas #2 Are Fucking Legit

When you start drinking at 7am to enjoy the magic of the World Cup, might I recommend the cerveza preparadas (tomato juice, Corona, half a lime, salt and some Tapatio) at Chavitas #2.  Honestly, I didn't really know what was being ordered at the time, but pointing at fishbowls of red liquid at a neighboring table and saying “cuatro por favor” generally leads to a good time.

No Lighter, No Matches, No Problem

If anyone ever asks you where San Francisco's creative center is, point them towards Dolores Park.  After discovering that no lighter was available, boy busts out a credit card sized magnifying glass and starts burning the danke HC 420 with it.  Reminded me of killing ants in my grandparent's backyard.  Al Gore would be proud.