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tenderloingeographicsociety: And that’s when it hits, why any of us would fight for a bar carpeted with the smells of four score years of drink and its terrible consequence, an easy place that beckons men with name and rank on lanyards about their necks, conventioneers’ familiar appeals, Chazz—if I may call you Chazz, and tired shoppers lured by the promise of an elegant flute, because California fizz is just as good as any frog by glass number three, and art school kids sweet on the idea of cheap wells and so don’t stop off at their dorms to drop that five foot roll of duck canvas, which is now propped next to a canvas completed well before their parents could drink.  Or then again, how old is this place?  The 1890s vis a vis the 1970s, time out of time, the place opens at seven in the morning so who’s really counting?There are bars, as well you know, that go in search of a name, scenes to be made and fought over, and then there are bars that simply are.  The Gold Dust Lounge is the alpha and the omega, likely cares not for any pretense being made over it, and so may it continue to simply be. View Larger

tenderloingeographicsociety:

And that’s when it hits, why any of us would fight for a bar carpeted with the smells of four score years of drink and its terrible consequence, an easy place that beckons men with name and rank on lanyards about their necks, conventioneers’ familiar appeals, Chazz—if I may call you Chazz, and tired shoppers lured by the promise of an elegant flute, because California fizz is just as good as any frog by glass number three, and art school kids sweet on the idea of cheap wells and so don’t stop off at their dorms to drop that five foot roll of duck canvas, which is now propped next to a canvas completed well before their parents could drink.  Or then again, how old is this place?  The 1890s vis a vis the 1970s, time out of time, the place opens at seven in the morning so who’s really counting?
There are bars, as well you know, that go in search of a name, scenes to be made and fought over, and then there are bars that simply are. 
The Gold Dust Lounge is the alpha and the omega, likely cares not for any pretense being made over it, and so may it continue to simply be.

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Instead of writing press releases and other stuff

I am doing the following things:

  • Watching Epic Rap Battles of History
  • Looking at my abysmal matches on OKCupid
  • Looking at how to start an anonymous blog that could be epic
  • Wondering if my stylist works tomorrow so I can get a haircut
  • Playing with a new font that I got
  • Wondering if I should just STFU and take a Benedryl so I can get some sleep.

I had a long day and tomorrow is bound to be just as long. I think I should just go the fuck to sleep.

Oh, another thing I am doing instead of writing press releases and other stuff:

  • Writing shitty, useless posts on Tumblr.
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A Streetcar Called Taraval: United Flight 5334 via SkyWest (partner airline), 12/27/2011 →

This is not OK. The only thing United about this is being United in fucking over their customers. Shame on them.

cripsahoy:

I booked a flight on November 1, 2011 to visit family in Texas over the holidays.
When I originally booked the flight, I called the very next day to ask for accessible seating, as I have a physical disability. I have a partial amputation to my right foot following a highly traumatic motorcycle…

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