Where I come from,we're proud. And we don't name names. Desperation is only desperate if we're in it together,you know? Our boys?The little boys and their boys,the big boys? The red boys? The ugly boys with the fancy words and the PILLSTOHEAR? Of course we can't wait to see a promise kept! Heaven said "eternal!" is when ashes evolve and out jumps a WEREPYRE. Teeth clenched, we'll scream "SOULS UNITE." Yes,they drink blood; your blood.
Monday, March 06, 2006
look how hot my girl is
san francisco in the background too. road trip
we had a blast there. after driving straight up the coast and stopping through santa cruz and big sur, we rolled into san fran around midnight and started looking for a hotel. too bad them shits are all way too expensive on the peninsula. plus we had never been there and had no idea where to look. our guide book, the let's go guide to the usa on a shoestring (which i had snagged while interning at rolling stone), for some reason didn't have anything in our price range or non-hostel. everything was at least over a 150 any place halfway decent. eventually, we followed some homeless people to a travelodge that was like 100 after taxes and all. as we were unloading our bags, they were all like 'yeah, this is the party spot, the travelodge.' yeah, alright, its a party so i'll go get beer. but a sketchy beer run later proved frutiless and i mixed up my last bit of trader joes vodka in bed.
this pictue is from the park our friend christina from school showed us the next day where you can see the entire city. we took all kinds of 360 degree photos and shit. it was mad cheesy. i ended up really digging the city and said i could definitely live there if necessary. its got that laid back west-coast thing but also mad urban and kinda raw.
when we got there, christina had told us a about a rough bar fight she had gotten into the night before. there had been broken glass and some hair pulling with the whole bar jeering along. unbeknowst to us, we stumbled upon the same spot after leaving our hotel and walking up some hill. the bar, zeitgeist, ended being all outdoors with picnic tables and a dope selection of cheap beers. we end up getting wickedly stoned with some aged metal heads and blacking out on the walk home
the city feels mad euro because of all the crazy street signs and pay toilets and gay people. haight-ashbury has a gap, a ben and berry's, and some other equally corporate establishment one all four corners. oh well, what do i care about hippies anyway.
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