From the Every Bar in San Francisco blog:
After years of hearing that San Francisco allegedly has more bars per capita than any other U.S. city…
If you’re talking about any decent sized city (>1mm) it’s Milwaukee by a long shot (they have bars in houses!), and if you’re taking any town or city into consideration, the locales go as follows: ND, WI, WI, MT, IA, WI, WI, MN, AK, WI, WI, MT, WI, SD, WI, WI, MT, WI, MN, SD, WI. Them Great Plains fuckers know you need to drink.
Regardless, I applaud the journey.
Antonín Dvořák - Měsíčku na nebi hlubokém (Song to the Moon)
Hah, I bet you thought I was gonna post another funny picture from the Internet, didn’t you? No, instead I want you to have a moment. An Andy Dufresne-type moment. I want you to crank this song to 11, go outside, and look at the moon. There is a full moon out (in fact, tomorrow is a blue moon) so it should be quite beautiful. Enjoy it.
GPOYW (and my archnemesis)
BRB, looking for a subtle way to break the ice, and reaffirming my priorities.
party jam of ‘10 alert
Guys, just as a starter, “slangin’ yayo” rhymes with “light on the mayo”. I’ll send you my address for the royalty checks.
This country is safe again, Specialman, thanks to you.
Enough big pimpin’. Let’s bring back small, artisanal pimpin’. —Benchitations
Man, that must have been one good argument (or good case of liquor).
Great band name idea, BTW.
Jim and Sadie are such nice people that they brought me an ornament, cookies, wine, and a jar of duck fat for the holidays, so I thought I’d return the favor with a little ditty on the concertina.
I maded a meme thing.
Eraserkid
