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What's up with the people at the gym who when they are done leave their locker doors open? It takes what, all of .2 seconds to close the damn thing?!

Does anyone else think this video is absolutely ridiculous.

I'm pretty sure I should be Canadian. My Grandpa was born there. Does that count?

Have you seen the latest issue of Esquire Magazine? I'm usually not a fan of hers, but damn. Is it bad I think it's kinda hot?

"There are two people in this world. The people who walk up the stairs at BART, and the people who don't." - I believe it.

Don't you hate when Pandora.com gets upset w/ you because you skip too many songs in a station, so they halt that station for the time being. I hate that.

What would we do with out sports? Really. What would we do?

Its Friday, and all I really want to do is a whole lot of nothing. And perhaps go to the beach.

smoking and such

Twice in this past week Ive been in bars where smoking is allowed. It's been awhile since that has happened to me, so twice in one week was definitely something to write about. huh?!

The first was Revolution Cafe. On 22nd and Bartlett. Right near my house (yeah smiley face). Ok, the entire bar isn't smoke friendly, but it might as well be. The smoke area, and non smoke area are separated by a thin wall about 2 feet high. Yep, that's it. So really the only thing stopping the smoke from flowing to the "indoors" are the 3 fans slowly spinning, or perhaps the crazy wind that's been blowing through the streets of SF.

I happened to go to this Cafe in one of my most favorite t-shirts. Which is now ruined. Not ruined in a, I got paint all over it vintage way. But ruined in a, crap I just spent way way to long in Vegas I feel sleazy way. Go right ahead and smoke, really, do what you want. I just really really don't want to smell like it.

The second place was last night. It was 11. The two hot lesbian twins from Canada had just finished their show, and we went for a drink. It was the only bar close that had pool tables. It actually had 3 tables, something like 4 darts boards, shuffle board, trivia and hockey on TV, plus a kick ass jukebox. I met some guy named Neil, who was very nice, and who I actually beat at pool. This place was amazing. All except for the fact that the clothes I was wearing last night are now hanging outside trying to air out.

You may be saying, "Just wash the damn things". Well, it's more complicated than that you see. I don't really want to spend $8 to wash like 4 pieces of clothes. Also, it's just the point of it. Yes, I am being stubborn. And yes, I did walk into that bar, purchased alcohol, and therefore am supporting the tolerability of smoking indoors, but damn.

As far as the 'such' part of the title, today is Wednesday. It has finally started to warm up a bit. My best childhood friend is moving to Australia. I am going on a vacay in a week and am so unprepared I'm not sure where to start. There are dose Prides coming up. I am once again inspired to do something...creative. I want to go camping. I have a stomach ache from my Mango Tango Odwalla I gulfed down this morning. The Australian duo who opened last night was adorable. I had a dream my roommates car was getting towed last night. By no other than my Irish friend Eileen. Weird.

I second this question

Why has SF been so damn windy?
It's annoying.

Read up on it!

No Country For Old Men

I'm not quite sure how anyone could not like this movie. It's completely and utterly disturbing, while also being complete and utterly fantastic. Fantastic in every single way a film should be. The shots, the lighting, the writing, the sense of mystery, intrigue, crawl up up your skin hate and fascination all at the same time. Javier Bardem and Josh Brolin are incredible.

I know this film came out awhile ago, but I saw it last night and had to it. Who cares that we don't know the history behind this guy. Who cares that we don't know much anything at all about the money. Not every single thing needs an answer.

Go rent it.

ammusements

I had dinner with a friend last night. I haven't seen him in awhile. We used to rock climb every Monday. I'm not sure what that says about you. When you both get to a point you have to schedule a certain time and day every week to hang out, because if you don't you wont see one another. Whatever that means it obviously didn't work. Both of us still got busy, and eventually Monday's was something to go. I'm sure we'll pick it back up eventually, but for now, its on the queue.

So we had dinner. He picked this awful, suit, overpriced, bad decor, cheesy place in SOMA. LuLu its called. Im not knockn my friend. He said he actually meant to choose a different restaurant that was down the block. Also, don't think I just took the time to sign on this morning for the soul purpose of bitching about this place. I only mention it because I'm pretty damn picky when it comes to restaurants, price, service, etc. Realistic as well. When a place is trying to be something it's not, it shows. Anyways...

You know it has been awhile since you've seen someone when your new haircut (they've never seen) is in need of another one. We talked about his crazy roommate situation. Jobs. Girls. Oh, the girls... My buddy is awesome. He is caring, and funny, and actually DOES STUFF! Not just alcohol on Friday nights. Im not sure where I was going with this post. I know when I first initially started writing I did have a point. Crap.

He was supposed to go to Malaysia with a friend last week. She was doing some UN stuff. He was going to tourist around. He bought his ticket and decided not to go. He said because he felt bad he was missing work. Well fuck. I hated it because I totally know how he feels. Its not that the world will come crashing down if you don't show. But it's this sense of responsibility, and character. Neither him or I want to let people down. Somehow its gotten into our little brains that by taking a vacation we are slacking. Or, aren't working as hard as we could. I mentioned character because I think there are two types of people in this world. The movers and shakers, or the button pushers. Anyone can show up. Anyone can sit at a desk for 8 hours a day. But it's who's going above and beyond to be better. To not live this life for someone else (aka ur boss, etc). So, not going to Malaysia I think was his decision to step back. Ask, is this really what I want to be doing right now? Because to me, there will be times to go to Malaysia (at least im planning on it). There will be times to hike in New Zealand. There will be times to get sun burned in Greece. There will be times to drink tea in London. And there will be times to play with your dog and kids on the beach (in front of your enormous beach house of course). Maybe i'm being idealistic. Honestly though I just think it's all a game you have to learn to play. If you play it well, take the right signs a long the road, right timing, right strategy, you'll be fine.

i gotta comment

I went out to lunch today. Standing in front of me was a pretty attractive man. Probably around the age of 30. Fit. Had all is hair. And oh man let me tell you. He had ALL of it. The trail fading from his head to his back then continued underneath his shirt pretty much grossed me out beyond belief. I understand how things can get a little shaggy sometimes, a little out of control. People are busy, who has time to make sure to clean up every once and awhile? Well, obviously not this guy.

Doesn't he have a roommate that says, "Hey bro, let me get my buzzers out and clean that up for ya."
No? Hmm.
Doesn't he have a girlfriend to say, "Baby, you have got to shave your neck. It is getting out of control."
No?

Maybe he has an appointment with his barber this afternoon, maybe Im a little quick to jump?
Well, to that I say no.

Last night a woman walked in the restaurant with practically a full blown mustache. At what point does your best friend, or your mother step in and say, "Darling, let's go to a spa?"

Maybe she's new in town, doesn't have many friends, and her mother just died.

Perhaps she's proud of her whiskers. Perhaps she's far sighted, or near sighted, or whatever it is when you can't see things well up close. Perhaps she doesn't own a mirror. Perhaps I'm just super vain. Perhaps she looks at me and wonders who in the world would let me have a haircut like this, and a piece of metal in my face. Perhaps. Probably.

My gosh, have I just come to the breakthrough that I am just a huge bitch. Why in the world would I waste my time to comment on this? How mean am I? aagggghhhhhhh!!!!!!

this is awesome

watch the whole thing
courtesy of slate.com

appreciating advertising

I'm sorry, but I find this so dryly hilarious.

im so over it

If I see something labeled "green" never again it will be too soon. In Target this morning (yes at 11am on a Monday. its so much quieter then) there was an entire wall of "green" t-shirts. They were either referencing being green, were actually made out of or by a "green" company, or was implying that being "green" is cool. Yes, let's be about the Earth, let's make smarter choices, let's move forward towards a cleaner environment. But Jesus, enough already! here- G-R-E-E-N

People like novelties. People like rarities. The moment a person's style becomes liked enough to be copied by others it becomes cool, and therefore in that alone is no longer cool. The coolness was the fact that it was completely unique and different. Now, being green for instance. Making people aware of being environmentally conscious is a good thing. Turning that movement into a mass marketing distribution machine is not. It's a fad that will not last more than oversized sunglasses and Uug boots.

The same thing happened with my absolute crush of the year, Ellen Page. Right now I am even frustrated those words just came out of me, because at this moment I have become a part of the entire thing I am preaching against. But, none the less...
It was like September of 2007 and I blogged about this upcoming movie that looks awesome. It was called Juno. At that point there were no blogs about it, no ad's, no marketing. There was no hype. I watched the trailer thought it looked awesome and couldn't wait to see it. Then, not long after it was playing in a few cities, but it was still small time. Then, all of a sudden it boomed. The Ellen Page phenomenon. I was so disappointed. This, as far away from cookie cutter as could be, talented actress was the be all and end all. Suddenly her individuality and uniqueness that made her her was marketed. It was exposed over and over again. The Hollywood veterans saw big things for her future. The critics wrote about the Oscar sleeper. She will be around for a long while. She is a fantastic actress (see Hard Candy). And let's face it, she's charming as hell. It's just too bad marketing people drank the bottle dry.

Like anything else one likes before too many people hear about it. All of a sudden there's a big boom, its everywhere and then it eventually dies and the masses move on to something else. The true test is when your team just finished their 22nd loosing season in a row and you're still there.


ps- I had a Kimya Dawson Pandora Station way before the film ever came out. Just wanted to plug that. Ok, so am I a little bitter that I can't have all these wonderful things to myself? Yeah, maybe.

price your own

I think this is pretty damn cool. And I will boast for a moment and be proud that one of the locations is from back home. Yeah!

check it out-