San Francisco


The SFist has a great post on the different East Bay barbies.

“Walnut Creek Barbie”
This princess Barbie is sold only at the Broadway Plaza Mall. She comes with an assortment of Kate Spade handbags, a Lexus SUV, a long-haired foreign dog named Honey and a cookie-cutter house. Available with or without tummy tuck and face lift. Workaholic Ken sold only in conjunction with the augmented version.

“Berkeley Barbie”
This doll is made of actual tofu. She has long straight brown hair, arch-less feet, hairy armpits, no makeup, and Birkenstocks with white socks. She prefers that you call her Willow. She does not want or need a Ken doll, but if you purchase two Berkeley Barbies and the optional Subaru wagon, you get a rainbow flag bumper sticker for free.

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On NYE Dca$h came down from Seattle and we went out to a comedy club (and other fun.) We loved two of the comedians Ali Wong (website|myspace) and Brent Weinbach (website|myspace). Well, seems like Ali is taking is really gaining popularity from the Onion and others.

Check out Upcoming.org for hot events like this in SF (or your city.)

Tonight I:

We just returned home from the 2007 San Francisco Decompression party where I saw many of my friends from Burning Man. It was great with such a large turnout (although the event itself seemed about the same size as last year.) All you have to do is google for photos and there are lots to see.
We saw bands, fun+strange people, I dressed up, we went roller skating, and sat on the lawn. I got chased and chased others with glowing light-saber type things. There were plenty of glow sticks and dancing people.

At the end of it all we came home (much easier than last year when we spent an hour trying to get a cab) and crashed. As I type this the house is dark and quiet. Friends are sleeping in their beds. Oh how we enjoy visitors.

On Monday I have a meeting near San Jose, a training session in Foster City on Tuesday, and Wednesday I’ll be frantically trying to get everything done before leaving town. Thursday morning we leave for Moab so I need to get lots of work done before we head out into the desert for a few days.

Title borrowed from Cory Doctorow ‘s book Home again, home again.  It’s nice to be back in my fair city.  I enjoy traveling and all the wonderful people I meet, but after being on the road for almost 4 weeks straight I am happy to be back.  (Even though I’m traveling again next Mon-Tues… it will be a short trip.)

I received an email today from CM who pointed to some fun events in the city.  I hope we can get to at least one of them.  When I lived in Chicago there were events going on every weekend [over the summer] and I didn’t make it to a fraction of them.  I want to correct that by seeing more of the local events that make this city what it is.

A few people have called saying they read in the newspaper (on-line) that there was an earthquake in the Bay Area. Yes, but as you can read it is classified as a “mild” or “light” quake coming in at only 4.4-4.6 on the Richter scale.

Some people remember the Big One in 1906 or more recently the big LA earthquake in 1990. This one was not nearly as intense. I was in the kitchen making dinner and didn’t feel it, but ChipMonkey was in the bedroom and said the bed shook and the cats scurried about.

Everyone is safe; us locals ride out earthquakes like surfers ride the waves. It’s all part of the local ambience and flair!

I had a great weekend that started out at an awesome beer garden in San Francisco called Zeitgeist (German for “spirit of the times”). It’s a biker bar (not motorcycle, but bicycle) that has a small indoor area with a grill for order food and a large backyard patio with picnic tables where everyone sits together and socializes. The menu is slim including burgers, ribs, and a veggie burger, but the beers are nice and you can buy them by the pitcher for the new friends you are sure to meet.

We sat down at a table where someone people were celebrating a birthday and then some other non-birthday people joined us. We chatted the rest of the night with our new friends who are part of a band called Five Shots. Turns out they have only been playing together for about 4-5 months but it was nice to be able to geek out with them for a while. (Of course when we got home and looked them up on MySpace they are all around 21yo making the both of us feel rather old in age.) One of their friends recommended a few places in the Richmond to visit saying that they have some great Irish pubs. One is called Dog’s Bollix alleged to be a truly authentic place. They also pointed to a great Thursday night club called Popscene. (Don’t forget that for Wednesday night fun in SF, the party is at 111 Minna.)

From there we took a cab over to the Rickshaw Stop and along the way received a brain-full of philosophy. Our cab driver, Doug, filled the 15 minute drive with discussions about philosophy including epistemology, Plato’s allegory of the cave, Hegel, and Orwell’s personal notes on societies. Considering he never graduated high school and was self taught from his friends taking graduate studies in philosophy, he is one of the best spoken cab drivers I have ever met. All we could do is sit in the back and reply with things such as “right on, man!”

The Rickshaw Stop is an OK place in that it’s a little more indy than most places in SF. They had an eclectic bands that played until midnight and then the DJ took over spinning some mixes of 80’s and 90’s music along with some techno beats. A warning though is that it closes down at 2:00 AM; a big disappointment to us because we did not get there until 11:45 PM and had to pay the $10/person cover.

The following night we went to a place called Butter, which is iconic for being a bar in the hip 11th Street area (across the street from DNA Lounge) but caters to the faux-trailer-trash. They have an honest to god trailer out of which they serve things that can only be prepared by deep-frying them or nuking them in a microwave. Their drink menu reads with names like: R.V., Junkyard Dog, and the Tangtini, which is a specialty martini served on a Tang rimmed glass.

I liked the place and the DJ was spinning old school break beats and drum & bass while the projector showed movies like Animal House and This Is Spinal Tap, but there was no room to dance and limited seating area.

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