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A present from California’s own creepy animal.

Blue Bottle!

Just when I was missing my home coast.

Finally, a reason to get up early. Coffee this good cannot be rushed.

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I’ll still be here – but I’ll also be at Cooking con Booze. Check it!

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That’s all I’ll be eating after a very decadent trip to L.A.

I believe I drank over 100 ounces of beer.

Is this a good time to announce my new blog?

It has to do with two of the subjects mentioned above.

There’s nothing there yet, so I’ll make you wait a little longer.

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If I’m paying twelve bucks for a martini I better be getting more than one olive in it. I’m talking to you, Yoshi’s.

(I dug the above out of my drafted posts from September 2010. I have hundreds of these dumb drafts drafted but not posted and not even fit for twitter. I’m posting this one now because the picture above sort of reminds me of the picture below. I forget where this picture is from though. Some Brazilian architecture firm, I think? (UPDATED - photo credit below) Anyway, the rest are getting trashed. Most of them are about booze or eBay.)

Updating various links later today with new blogs to share with the rar-readers. Also, thinking it’s time for a fresh and clean theme.

Will also eventually replace the stego.

Housekeeping continues. Hurrah.

(photo: quarto & sala) 

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John Milkovisch, a retired upholsterer for the Southern Pacific Railroad, started his project now known as the Beer Can House in 1968.  The Beer Can House is located in Houston, Texas. 

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Because I can!

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are the new manhattans - which means they are my new go-to cocktail.  Through the holiday season, at least. 

Here’s the plan – I’m going to hang white christmas lights all over the apt., get drunk on martinis, put the x-mas tunes on loud and lay in front of the heater wrapped in cableknit reading magazines.  Probably I’m going to do this most evenings.  Sounds romantic, right?  Maybe just sad.  D.M. will hate the Christmas music part because marxists HATE Christmas.  Ha ha! Tough noogies marxists.  Christmas is coming, the goose is getting fat, etc. etc.

Also regarding on martinis.  I can’t wait to get back to new york in december and drink me some of these ice-cold, olive garnished, crystal clear classics with my most favorites.  Favorites!  Find some good places to drink.  I’ve booked a ticket for the 19th and I want martinis and snow.  I also want to wear my new scood! 

It is a scarf and a hood and it is the best.  You will hear more about it later.

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Yesterday was sober capitalist’s birthday!  If I thought he would use it, I would have bought him this hanky as a reminder to clean up after he’s done making a mess on Wall Street.  Instead I had a bottle of bourbon delivered – a more useful gift, I think.  And a good way to numb the pain of having to work till the wee hours  on a regular basis.  Poor S.C.! 

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Specs Twelve Adler Museum Cafe is the bar of the day!  I call it Adler Specs and it just may be the best bar in San Francisco – and San Francisco is a city packed with great bars.    What makes Specs the best?  It gets major points for being walking distince from where I live (downhill too! more points).  And for being close to other fine bars Tosca and Vesuvio.  And close to City Lights Bookstore.  And because it’s located a little ways down an alley, it manages to stay hidden away from all the douchey douchey douche bags in North Beach.  The crowd is a good mix of really old, sort of old, middle-old, and old at heart.  And serious drinkers, all!  It’s never too loud for conversation in Specs.  But there’s a  piano in the back that’s often in use.  The bartenders look salty, but they’re actually very sweet and they’ll make your boyfriend his fancy-pants Venetian cocktail without any attitude.  In fact, they’ll be totally nice about it.  It’s also cheap and the drinks are strong and there’s lots of weird crap on the walls and it’s been open since 1968 and it’s my favorite.  A Classic.  Cheers to Specs and cheers to Friday!  I mean thank. fucking. god.

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I’ve been sick all summer.  Bronchitis.  It sucks.  Good thing I have this holy water.  Not sure what I’m supposed to do  with it though.  Do you think it retains it’s holy-ness if I boil before drinking?