[Part One of a Series in which I recycle shit from my Tumblr, because 17 readers is better than 2]

LOLbama? (Laurel Heights, SF)

Is this pro? Anti?  Someone who was once pro and has since become anti?  To be honest, I’m not quite sure how to take this and I’m pretty sure that’s why I like it.  I suppose I could have just paid more attention to the copyright info at the bottom and found out what kind of organization produced the sticker.  LOL.

Since I spend about as much time in Alameda as I do sober, I had never heard of the Pacific Pinball Museum before.  Then hell froze over and a sidebar ad on Facebook told my friends and I to check the place out.  Being the pinball addict that I am, I might be a little biased in saying THIS PLACE FUCKING RULES.  Seriously, I spent 3 hours there and the only reason I wanted to leave was that my feet started hurting from standing up so long.  They have something like 90 pinball machines that you can play as much as you want for $15.  Best of all?  It's in Alameda, which is basically an Alcatraz for yupsters and pinball machines. It strikes me as a lovely place dump a body or get a blowjob behind the bleachers.  ANYWAYS.  There is a pinball machine about food fighting.  It even has dancing cacti (pictured below).  'nuff said.  Check it out.

 There is a delightful post over at SF Weekly, “Tickle Me, Lil Thuggie.” Everyone should read it because it’s hilarious and about the human spirit and inspiring me to new heights on the wings of love and shit.

The soy milk at Boogaloos. Also, this made me miss Frisco Disco at the Transfer. That was the most fun! Even that night where everyone’s shit got stolen by some dude who looked like Hello Kitty THAT WAS STILL A GOOD NIGHT. Where is the new Transfer? Let me know, I’m older and fatter now but I still gots to move! I’m like a shark, if I ain’t swimming, I’m dying.