Pets & Animals

Cocktail Classes to PLEASE YOUR MAN!

 Ladies, gather round. From 7x7 (again with the 7x7 bashing! What can I say? They can’t do anything right. 7x7’s mom shoulda had an abortion LAURA OMG):

 

That’s right, learn about drinks that GUYS LIKE. Guys like whiskey, aged run and anejo tequilla. Man, I’ve been really fucking up over here, trying to woo dudes with Pina Coladas and shit. Also, I’m curious, what is the masculine side of cockails? Are we gonna meet cocktails with penises? Or who are day traders? I’m so confused.

BEST PART?

That’s right, this all takes place right before the Rocket Dog Rescue fundraiser that Uptown Almanac is bartending at. Expect some epic pictures on the blog tomorrow. SO EXCITED.

Uptown Almanac Bartending At Elixir Wednesday @ 11pm FOR PUPPIES

Rocket Dog Rescue, some group that saves puppies, is having a fundraiser this Wednesday at Elixir (3200 16th Street @ Guerrero) and they asked a bunch of internet dorks to be ‘celebrity bartenders’ for the night, indicating that they don’t quite comprehend the term “celebrity.”  Regardless, dogs need to be rescued, so Brizz and I will be serving up cirrhosis of the liver from 11pm-1am.  We’ll also make out with any ‘sexy thangs’ that donate $40 dollars to puppies and/or play any track from Trick Daddy’s www.thug.com on the jukebox.

What'd This Poor Fucking Bear Ever Do to You?

Corinna sent this my way yesterday with no explanation or anything.  NADA.  So, I started digging through the UA archives to make sure I didn’t equate women to Pol Pot when I stumbled across this: @mike_ftw giving this pleasantly welcoming paper bear a goddamn rimjob.  Okay, just another meme-in-progress.  No worries there.

Anyways, I’m pretty sure bears cannot be sexist.  Don’t think they have the mental faculties to be haters.  Pretty certain bears just eat trash, nap a lot, and occasionally make babies.  Sounds like college.

I Finally Saw That Blue Alien Treehugger Movie

I generally go to the movies no more than three times a year because, well, that $30 that you charge me to watch Saw XVIII, get a bag of synthetic butter and a thimble of corn syrup could be better spent getting faced with a box of Franzia while lighting the change on fire.  But tonight I stumbled upon some Humboldt trim kid scalping what I can only assume were counterfeit tickets to Avatar outside of the Metreon and that’s some general stupidity I can get behind.  Anyways, since $1.8 billion dollars worth of people have already seen this titanic acid-trip, I’ll spare you any more words on this and present to you a Mission pooch rocking a hot pair of Cameron stunners:

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