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This Friday, Aristocrats in San Jose will be hosting the opening reception for notorious Bay Area street artist Girafa's new exhibit Black Is The New Yellow. Make the trek to SJ for art, booze, & cool kids, as well as the release of a limited edition Aristocrats & Girafa collaboration shirt. Rumor is the man himself will also be there.

In high school, Royal Ground on Fillmore Street was my go-to spot to meet up with flanneled friends to drink lattes and smoke cigarettes (indoors!), but apparently all the real action was going down at the Polk Street location.

(awesome find via yr momma)

Mayer Hawthorne covers Tony Bennett's classic, "I Left My Heart In San Francisco."

So, it's approaching that time of year again kids. BAY TO MOTHERFUCKING BREAKERS.

I'm sure, like me, you've been up late at night worrying over what super unique ensemble you're going to put together for Douchebag Pride Parade 2010. And oh boy is it ever tough to decide which posse of assholes to hang with while you sleaze your way through the City.

Well worry no more. The Jersey Shore To Breakers float has got you covered!

The fine folks behind this fraternity on wheels are super pumped to announce "the return of the biggest and best float at Bay To Breakers" and this year's theme is...OMG wait for it...the Jersey Shore! So original!

So much about this pisses me off, I don't know where to start.

First of all, you can't dress up like a bunch of douchebags when you already ARE a bunch of douchebags. This is like Jeffrey Dahmer going as a serial killer for Halloween. If you already own an Ed Hardy shirt, you can't dress up as a person who would wear an Ed Hardy shirt because YOU ALREADY ARE THAT PERSON.

Second, this group wants you to know that they are totally all about preserving "the tradition of B2B." Wow, what a noble fucking cause. How generous of you to take time out of your busy schedule of sauntering down Chestnut and date-raping to save the very event people like you helped ruin. I tip my trucker hat to you, right after I barf in it.

Fuck Bay To Breakers. Shit's deader than Lindsay Lohan's career. There was a time when it was more than a parade of 22-year-old frat boys & sorority sluts who can't get over college puking their way down Fell Street. For fuck's sake, my dad ran that shit and he was not a man to put up with bullshit, but B2B has been gentrified by scumbags and mental midgets just like everything else that used to be cool in SF.

I hate that people like this live in my city and think that spending a Sunday pissing and puking while wearing ironic running shorts and sweatbands has anything to do with what San Francisco is all about. I can't wait until they all trade in their overpriced Marina flats for comfortable deathtraps in the suburbs and get the fuck out of town.

Why the rage? It's simple. You don't go to someone's house, piss all over their couch, and then wonder why they hate you.