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Killers – Vegas

Posted in san francisco with tags , on Friday 28 December, 2012 by the Notorious O.S.C.

Killers - Vegas

FUCK YEAH! i’m in Vegas. on my way to see the Killers w/ Louis XIV and Most Thieves at the Cosmopolitan.

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showtunes

Posted in annoying, music, san francisco with tags , , , on Wednesday 19 September, 2012 by the Notorious O.S.C.

quite possibly the gayest thing you could ever do on monday night, showtunes/musical mondays night at theEdge.

and it’s 2-for-1 drinks night, too. dangerous.

i went with aries, and we ran into kids from the OtherHotel.

 

i just got flashbacks to this:

 

 

and this:

 

 

hilarious!

 

 

what’s the capital of scotland?

Posted in bar, drinking, free stuff, friends, san francisco with tags , , , , on Wednesday 19 September, 2012 by the Notorious O.S.C.

it was another exhausting saturday night at the concierge desk. i had worked alongside dar. [as you remember, (or not),  she, her BayAreaBoyfriend, and Aries and I became total BFF during the employee trip to SixFags a few weeks back.]

anyway, where was i? dar totally scored a tons of stuff (luggage, purses, clothes, wine) from hotel guests who were moving–or something like that, and earlier that day she met lotsa people from her alma mater, so she was on a high after work. she felt like she had just been on a game show!

she and i decided to celebrate with a drink. she called BayAreaBoyfriend, and he’d been drinkin at theEdinburgh Castle since about 6pm.  we get there, and the dance floor is hoppin, the DJ is pumpin tunes from the late90s and early 00s. (YEAH!)

i was surprised at how much fun i was having. because I always remember Edinburgh Castle as a place of beer-from-taps-that-haven’t-been-cleaned-since-the-place-opened-in-the-70s; and boring-as-fuck trivia nights. bleah. (even though, according to their website, it’s been voted the best trivia night several years running. *what-EVER*)

anyway, it was fun to listen to late 90s early 00s throwback. (thong song, mariah carey, destiny’s child!) and the several shots of jamesons certainly fueled the fun.

CrazyCzech met us after work, and some random friends stopped by too. several drinks later, the consensus was to go sing karaoke. (kara-OKAY!!). it gets a little hazy here–BayAreaBoyfriend was being aggressive–dar tells us it’s a common occurence–i suggest that perhaps its a result of all the testosterone pumping through his little body. she is only somewhat amused. they leave to get some food into him, and the other two are rounding up some alcohol–i think.

suddenly, it’s me and crazyczech. so we have another beer. (a kilt-lifter for me. it’s a local brew!)

next comes pizza, and lotsa gummi bears, and the next morning, a slightly hungover blogger.

good times.

 

 

collective thoughts

Posted in san francisco, uninspired with tags on Sunday 9 September, 2012 by the Notorious O.S.C.

sun 9 sept 2012.

just checked this blog. damn. i havent written in several months.
it’s because i haven’t felt like it.

one of my friends just (well, “just” meaning 3 months ago) posted a comment–so i’ve re-connected with her after maybe 10+ years.

who needs facebook?

ive prolly got lots to write about, but i don’t feel like it.

**sigh**

 

baby steps

Posted in bicycle, lazy, ramblings, san francisco with tags , , , on Saturday 4 February, 2012 by the Notorious O.S.C.

sat. 4 february 2012.

click pic for photo credit!

**sigh**

i don’t feel like writing anything. eventually, i will.so for now, this.

in an interesting turn of events, i was off last night (friday). as much as i enjoy being off in the middle of the week, it’s nice to NOT have to deal with all the friday night drama-rama at the concierge desk. it’s nice to have a *little* bit of seniority.

so last night i did my laundry. terribly exciting, i know!

i could tell you about how i spent my day yesterday–at Buffalo (s)Exchange in the Mission, then pedaled around a little, returned a bicycle to Aries, and then hung out with Crazy Czech.

…but i wont. because i really don’t feel like writing…

(ha!)

bootylicious

Posted in bar, dancing, drinking, san francisco with tags , , , , on Thursday 22 September, 2011 by the Notorious O.S.C.

thurs 22 sept 2011.

 

omg.

me and crazyczech decided to go out to the castro last night. just because.

Badlands was boring as fuck, so we went to Booty Call Wednesdays at QBar.

such an attractive clientele, and fun fun fun! well worth the $3 cover.

ugh. and i’m still hung over.

 

dive bar crawl

Posted in bar, dive bars, drinking, friends, happy hour, ramblings, san francisco with tags , , , , , , , , , , on Friday 4 February, 2011 by the Notorious O.S.C.

thurs 3 feb 2011

i was off yesterday. i went to aries’ place to pick up my bag of stuff that didn’t sell when i tried selling to crossroads last week. i drove him to work. since i had the car, i drove around a little. realized that it was a nice day in SF–sunny and fog-free.

“what the hell am i doing driving around?”  i thought to myself.

i return the car and ride around the mission/castro/dolores park area. i have a hankering for sushi, so i go to webe sushi. eventually, i end up at buffalo (s)exchange. exciting things abound over there. did you know that they’ve made the switch from analog to digital in terms of issuing certificates for trade?

well, they’ve made the switch from analog to digital in terms of issuing certificates for trade.

wow. i bought some crap i don’t need, and also a present for aries. i hope he likes it.

i ride around some more, without a destination, without a purpose.

i tap out a message on my cell phone:
off 2nite. whos around 2drink w/ me 2nite?

i select JMcD, CJo, JNayNay, Mikeytown and hit SEND.

i wander on my bicycle, and let the streets lead me. up, down around and over. without realizing, i end up near the castro. and suddenly i have to pee like a motherfucker. *fuck* i briefly consider going into one of the many bars down there to take a leak, but decide it’d be counter-productive. i’d have to buy a drink, which will in-turn, lead me to pee some more. and the endless cycle starts.

as i ponder my conundrum, JNayNay calls.
“me me me!” is the answer to my txt.

we decide on Casanova.
it’s happy hour, and a hibiscus cooler is on special for 5 bucks! i have no idea what the hell a hibiscus cooler is, but it sounds light and refreshing. later i watch the bartendress make the drink, only to discover that it’s Stoli Ohranj and cranberry, shaken. but who cares. it’s deeeee-licious. i’m wearing my northstar at tahoe firefighters association t-shirt as i overhear 2 people debating whether or not i was an actual firefighter.

(uh, obvi, i’m totally not. they don’t make firefighters in my size. 38R. they usually come in larger sizes like XL or XXL.)

hilarious nonetheless.  some other random guy stopped me when i was at the bar and asked me, pointing to my firefighters tshirt, if i worked at northstar.

wow. i never realized the power of tshirt advertising. it’s better than facebook. (someone should harness this power stat.)  are you listening, marketing people?

soon thereafter, emmy meets us, and more drinking ensues.

and before i know it, me and JNayNay are eating chinese food at Big Lantern. it’s the best american-style chinese food in the mission! we order excellent faux-chinese dishes like sesame chicken! and they have dim sum too!  at night!  (i know, how dreadfully exciting! )

our american chinese feast comes to an end, complete with a bottle of reisling–we are sooooo luxurious.

eventually, i meet up with aries. we try to go to the Burritt Room but its too damn crowded. we walk up the hill to chelsea place.  it’s sad and depressing in there, and the korean(ish) bartendresses barely speak english. but they know enough to charge $8 for a drink the size of a thimble. capitalism at its best–ya gotta love the free market system.

we finished our shotglass-sized drinks in a few sips.

we needed somewhere divey with divebar prices, (not schmancy bar prices!)…

summer place it is!

summer place is everything you always wanted in a dive bar–weird, random decor, an old fireplace, video games. and you can smoke inside. (excellent! i can destroy my liver AND get my fill of second-hand smoke at the same time! it doesn’t get better! )

3 drinks or so later, we’re stumbling home–yet we find ourselves at the pinecrest. (didn’t i JUST have dinner with JNayNay?–yes, but that doesn’t matter now, does it?). i proceeded to order a plate of chicken wings with a side of fries.

we discussed the german tourist murder from the past summer, amongst other things.

and thats where my memory gets all swiss-cheese-y.

although, i totally had fun!  YES!

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