Romance & Sex

Vintage Clip of KRON 4 Splooging All Over Bike Messengers

One of my favorite shitty lines is from the movie The Sum of All Fears.  My paraphrasing here, but basically a girl is describing her new love, Ben Affleck, to her friend:

Girl 1: On a scale of one to ten, how hot is he?

Girl 2: One to ten? A thirteen.

That quote perfectly sums up this clip.  First, if I had to rate this clip, I would give it an enthusiastic 13 OUTTA 10.  Second, the narrator is such a dork about his love of bike messengers, you can't help but think they are the Ben Affleck of San Francisco.  Enjoy:

(Thanks to commenter cat for the tip!)

Cool Kid Travels: Eau de Crooklyn?

Last week I was in Brooklyn and stumbled across Bond No. 9's latest scent “Brooklyn.'” The Brooklyn perfume consists of a combination of grapefruit, cardamom, cypress-wood, geranium leaves, juniper berrie, cesarwood, leather and guaiacwood, (wtf is that?)  and for a mere $220 you can actually “smell like” Brooklyn. Don't really know where they came up with this weird ass combo to encapsulate the scent of the “edgy metropolis.” To me Crooklyn smells like wasted youth and decaying bodies but, I guess that really isn't marketable.

If San Francisco's neighborhoods were bottled up into different perfumes, what would these neighborhoods smell like? And what is the price you'd have to pay to smell like them?

Mission: Taco trucks, piss, cheap beer, expensive coffee, trustafarians. Price: One call to your parents to please, please, please let you use daddy's Amex one more time.

Haight: Drum circles, midwestern runaways that didn't get the memo that punk is dead (see: dirt, b.o., and dreadlocks), bong loads, DMT. Price: Panhandle for 48 hrs straight and pray some unwitting tourists feel bad for your 3 dogs.

Marina: The scent of entitlement, hair product, fake tanner, axe body spray, shame, chest bumps! Price: The cost of running for mayor.

Tenderloin: Crack, garbage, meth, cheap blow jobs (see: rotting teeth), poor life decisions. Price: Eagerness to give cheap blow jobs.

Noe Valley: Upwardly mobile snobbery, babies, french bulldogs (read: shit), the new car smell. Price:  Raising 2 kids, paying for private school, a vasectomy

Sunset: Isolation, depression, pseudo suburbia. Price: Moving anywhere else in the city

Castro: Rainbows, unicorns, leather daddy's leather, lube. Price: An evening at Boy Bar.

Chinatown: fish, lost tourists, the dirty 30, dumpsters. Price: Shitting yourself.

North Beach: Pizza! bros, day old strippers. Price: One lap dance.

If you have anymore ideas go ahead and throw them into the comments, and if you want to add anymore neighbs that I didn't cover, i.e. Pac Heights (I'm not sure what rich smells like) go ahead and do it.

Bay to Breakers Walk of Shame

Have we milked this topic enough?  I don’t think so.  From Angel:

I know it’s way late, but I’ve been a bit disappointed with the past B2B stuff I’ve seen on the blogs. I saw this guy sneaking in to the BART Monday morning hoping no one saw him. Actually I was surprised he was the only person I saw doing the walk of shame that morning. I don’t know what’s more shameful/prideful - spending the night passed out in the park or jail. Anyway, sorry, my pic is sucky - on my phone and I don’t practice taking pics of people doing goofy stuff all day long.

Awesome Drum Kit, Bro!

Worst/BEST Wedding DJ EVER. 

I can’t. I don’t even know. All I know is this is the current best thing on the internet and it’s about to go viral. Let’s help! Internet YAY!

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