Saturday, Saturday
Hearties to my homies Krissy, Steve, Jenny, Kendall, Garth, John and Lian.
Wish my arms were longer, and gotten that photo booth to work. Bartender: “It’s broken.” ”No kidding.”
<3 my friends, hard.
Hearties to my homies Krissy, Steve, Jenny, Kendall, Garth, John and Lian.
Wish my arms were longer, and gotten that photo booth to work. Bartender: “It’s broken.” ”No kidding.”
<3 my friends, hard.

Freshly minted.
One of my favorite parties every year is almost here. Looking forward to the massive crush in Beldon Place all year.
Completely missed when this came out! Definitely seeing it this weekend.
Edit: Awesome, as predicted. The last 30 minutes dragged a little—the first one had a better boss fight, this one using a predictable, well-worn device to vanquish the antagonist—but the scene with Red and Blue singing over cans of Tecate is almost worth the price of admission. Guillermo Del Toro’s creatures and scenes are also not uneasy on the eyes.
Trailer!
Finally—San Francisco considering exempting cyclists from stop signs. For riders, stop signs = yield signs, stop lights = stop signs.
London electro artists The Black Ghosts bring this delicious slice of Paris + homage to Space Invader and Pac Man, directed by Sarah Hay, featuring Damon Albarn. Bon appetit, indeed.
The Black Ghosts will be playing in San Francisco with Holy Ghost! on July 25 in San Francisco.
(via Missing Toof)
I am kind of going to have their man babies.
(via College Humor + Jay)

In Paris, the window of a design firm.

Verdict: success. <3

Baltimore fire engine in the Paris pride parade. No kidding.