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Under the impression that SFist is a bastardized form of Ask Jeeves, a readers writes in to ask:
What should I do tonight? This town sucks.
Hangout at a Marina sports bar? Snort some fluffy white caterpillars? Go to your mother's? Seeing as how you told us nothing about yourself, we have no idea what you should do in this "town." But in lieu of our regularly scheduled SFist Tonight, can anyone tell this male and/or female anything fun happening in sucky San Francisco this evening?
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Hobson's Choice is an awesome bar. You should totally check it out.
Well, for starters, here's This Week in Le Rock posting. And then there's the Squid List.
I might go to Circus REdickuless at 12 Galaxies since the description that Chicken John sent out was:
"Join us for mirth and merriment as many of the original cast (mostly from LA) come to delight you with a show that defies success. A show that other performers can not steal. A show that simply stated, leaves everything to be desired."
Or maybe I'll just go to the Marina to watch the Cougars.
Could always go to the zoo...
Make a nice bowl of soup for cowsaysmeow while dodging her bovine-marked cat...chicken noodle, chicken rice, tomato, potato-leek, or pho with thinly sliced steak are good options - no visible celery or carrot bits though, 'k? Thanks.
Wait, what do you mean you don't want to, think I have germs or something? Oh...well, fine, I have germs. Thanks. Thanks a lot. :p to you too.
Or ride the N-Judah...
Rest up for the anti-abortion rally...
Kick the Can
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kick_the_can
Ghost in the Graveyard
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ghost_in_the_graveyard
Or capture the flag.
Oh my god. I'm really sorry. You need friends to play these games.
There's always meth!
You could masturbate! Or maybe you already have.
I got it! You could masturbate again!
"This town sucks"? My suggestion for an activity: Pack your fucking bags.
Okay, here's the best I can come up with. Get a blowjob. It will validate your statement (sorta).
Have a nice day! :)
Head on down to San Jose where the fun never stops.
Yeah, Hooters is coming to Campbell. Woohoo!
Yes, I know there's a Hooters at Fisherman's Wharf, but SF locals really don't appreciate it in the same way I expect South Bay residents to embrace this popular establishment.
And the parking isn't as bad here. Plus VTA kills fewer pedestrians than MUNI. I think.
How 'bout the best recurring monthly Burlesque show in town?
http://www.dnalounge.com/flyers/2008/01/18-hubbahubba.html
At Hooters, they do NOT strip down to the pasties.
yeah but you could go to the kit-kat club in sunnyvale, where evel knievel was busted in the mid-90s.
Yeah, but you can't buy booze at the Kit Kat Club.
And concerning the DNA Lounge, I ran into a weird situation several weeks ago at the Lusty Lady Holiday Party.
I got an earful from a Lusty Lady stripper who was on stage, being an invited backup dance for the main act, a rock band.
Event venues typically post their photography policy. If the band doesn't want to be photographed, that will be prominently posted throughout the venue. After all, how the fuck does a photographer ask someone on stage if she/he can be photographed. I understand that this would be different in a 1-on-1 encounter in a more intimate setting, but if there are a couple hundred people in a room, at least half probably carrying cameraphones, isn't this ludicrous?
I promised her that I would delete all photos that included her, but I pointed out that none of her colleagues made a similar stink and that I did not have the inclination to interrupt a musical performance to make sure that a dozen performers and fifty audience members were asked about their willingness to be photographed. God help that poor soul.
There are crazy people on this planet.
There might be a germane stripper-photo policy rather than an event-venue one. That is, maybe photos are verboten in the world of stripping.
For these smaller venues, "the venue's policy is the performer's policy" is typical. The DNA Lounge is no different. Shit, I wasn't even using flash. After thousands of photos, I understand that flash doesn't preserve the ambiance of the venue. The venue lighting is either adequate for concert photography or it is inadequate (at which time I pocket my camera and just enjoy the show).
Heck, I attended two concerts within a week of each other at the Fillmore: Brandi Carlile and Colbie Caillat. The former was absolutely fine with cameras, etc.; the latter had a no-camera policy.
That's why this one private run-in with a Lusty Lady performer was so utterly retarded. I happened to be right at the stage and I was the only one she could communicate her displeasure to. Most likely, there were a couple dozen cameras photographing our conversation, thinking she was making some sort of hot proposal into my ear.
Shit, maybe I should go to Flickr, look for those photographs and comment, "She's actually telling me that she wants permission to be photographed."
Fucked, truly fucked.
And just to clarify, this woman had at least a dozen colleagues who were being photographed with or without permission throughout the venue during the entire evening. There were at least two other strippers on stage when she make the comments and probably two strippers on the two bottom-lit dancing pedestals on each side of the DNA Lounge.
There was also a merch table, a kissing booth, and lapdance room (upstairs lounge), in addition to the half-dozen Lusty Lady mingling with the crowd (mostly encouraging visitors to the upstairs lapdance room). Lapdances apparently aren't part of the normal fare at Lusty Lady, so this was a "special occasion".
As far as I can tell, strippers cannot be categorized. I have met some wonderful, down-to-earth people as well as some tortured souls. This lady was pretty mentally messed up, at least in one way. She did not resemble the colleagues that I met; I note that the Lusty Lady is generally considered a better-quality strip club.
Perhaps they are best described as artists. Art is amoral. There are divine individuals, hermits, rotten tormented souls.
Why don't you invest in a dictionary and look up a more descriptive word than "suck"???
If you don't like it, pack your bags and get the hell out.
go to Balboa Cafe and wait for ol Gavin to stop by ,do his catwalk through the crowd, pour a beer at the bar.(after rehab)and then try to nab him for a second and talk about City issues and watch him blush and flee to his waiting town car like a bat out of a towel.
Good idea! I've always wanted to meet Beth Spotswood but I sorta wonder if she'll just be looking over my shoulder. And that bar tab is gonna be painful.
just get drunk in your place and then walk around the city...classic good time
Yeah, just don't jump into the water at Fort Point like Kim Novak did in Vertigo.
Hmmm, on second thought, yeah, go ahead.
"The Town"??
The Town = Oakland, and you are correct, it does suck.
Me? Well, I live in The City.......and am lovin every minute of it.