Guys and gals of The Mission, WHAT the FUCK is going on with karaoke in the hood?

It seems like it was just last year that you could be chilling with some lady you found on Craigslist, pop into Jack's for a few personal pitchers of brew and screech out some 80s love duet when the mood struck. It was fucking MAGICAL.

But now… now!… it seems that every Thursday night when I want to howl at Jack's grimy ceiling, they are CONVENIENTLY hosting some “fundraiser” to cure cancer or whatever. And there are people there too! Who are these people? Are they 94110 thru-and-thru, or are they scumbag yuppies who read bandwagon blogs and can afford to just GIVEAWAY four bucks to battered women?

It's borderline entrapment, I tell ya.

I don't buy this whole “donation” thing either. I've seen that Mission Mission asshole (who's NOT from SAN FRANCISCO) walk in all slow-motion like, giving the bouncer an assertive “I know you” slap while gliding past for free. Suspect!

Last night I had that uncontrollable urge to belt out some Talking Heads. So, yeah, I rolled the dice. But when the bouncer told me it was a four dollar donation to the homeless to get in, I spat in his face, threw an uneaten sandwich in the trash, and went to POPS and peed all over the floor.

I was NOT born in a city like San Francisco to pay a cover to drink Busch across the street from a place where frumpy old people go to die. There has GOT to be another way.

(Photo (c) Chris Brennan)

Comments (5)

Bold italic is rad; it is not a bandwagon blog. Your blog is la-di-da, armchair, narcissist, time-wasting compared to the actual work that they do.

ur not very good at hyperbole and sarcasm eh bro?

Will there be a story on BoingBoing about you peeing on the floor?


Oh you must be talking about that idiot who takes pictures of anything and everything and post them. He’s a complete waste of time and really needs to find a life outside of Dolores Park and the Mission district.