At Madrone Art Bar on Divisadero. Dropped by here to grab a couple drinks, and day turned to night, the bar turned into a dance club… and so… and so we became the freaky people who dance with their dog at the bar. Yup.
At Madrone Art Bar on Divisadero. Dropped by here to grab a couple drinks, and day turned to night, the bar turned into a dance club… and so… and so we became the freaky people who dance with their dog at the bar. Yup.
It’s happened again. Time to search for another housemate. I always get really excited and anxious when this happens because I LOVE CHANGE. I love the drama and the feeling of possibility. I would change my wardrobe, job, family, house, everything over and over again if only there weren’t so many damn hurt feelings and uh… if it didn’t cost so much. Changing roommates is a way of shaking things up that doesn’t totally upend my life.
I’ve been on both sides of filling a vacant room in San Francisco, and either way it’s a competitive jungle.When I was searching for places during my first year or two in SF I had to send out scores of emails, ran all over town every day to interview, and oftentimes my interview turned out to be an open house where I was trying to stand out amongst 15+ people. It ain’t pretty, and while having a room to fill is less stressful, it’s still a lot of work. In our first 24 hours of posting our available room we’ve received 50+ responses. That’s a lot of people to sift through.
I think that over the last four years (5 apartments, 15+ roommates) I’ve gained a sense of what will or won’t work as far as putting up ads and answering ads. Here’s a few tips for the apartment SEEKERS.
When answering an ad for housing...
DO:
DON’T
I could think of a ton more, but these are the things that irked me most in this round of house interviews. Add your own pointers in the comments if you have any extra tips.
Critical Mass is a gigantic group bicycle ride that happens once a month, in 300+ cities worldwide. I’d seen the Mass in New Haven, but it’s nothing compared to San Francisco. It figures-this is where it was founded in 1992- going on 20 years.
Last month my coworker invited me to ride along, and I had a great time. At first I was nervous about it, as a friend of a friend was injured riding in CM years ago. Also, as a bystander, just watching the Mass go by is nerve wracking! And Critical Mass riders have a bit of a reputation for being “Massholes.” All of these fears vanished once the ride began (er except for the Masshole part… keep reading…)
I decided that I had so much fun last time that I should go back again this month, this time with Ryan. By mid day of the ride my friend Tristan decided to join, and by 5pm, Astor was coming!
Everybody met up by the Ferry building and lounged around to techno music while the the Nestle Quik Rabbit did a little dance. Tourists were excited.
Time passed, more people showed up. Oh, I should mention that there were a number of naked riders (“Critical Ass”). I’ve tried not to include any photos of them, so photos are limited… hehehe
Soon it was time to go. Astor got set up in her milk crate and net…
And we were off! We went all over the place- downtown, SOMA, the Mission (the above picture is near my house), Chinatown, Civic Center… It was a hot mess. There were bikes that blew bubbles, bikes that played music, and bikes with dogs in them. Police on motorcycles escorted us. We biked through tunnels screaming and laughing. Some people drank. I kept getting dangerously close to naked riders. It was surreal. Through it all, Astor just chilled out. Amazing.
Around 30 minutes into the ride the Critical Mass people decided to be assholes and block traffic at Mission and Van Ness. Yikes.
Then we took off again.
Around Civic Center the Mass took another break. Astor was getting ansty, so we decided to stop off and do dinner instead.
Fun times, and I’m so proud of Astor for being an instant bicycle dog!
Reason #19,076 to love San Francisco:  Every Easter The Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence host the “Hunky Jesus” contest in Dolores Park. Basically it’s a search for the hottest Jesus impersonator. It pretty much fits in line with their Wikipedia entry, which notes that the organization “uses drag and Catholic imagery to call attention to sexual intolerance and satirize issues of gender and morality.”  Unhhhh hunh…… is that what the contest is about?
Now I’d heard about this contest before, but never actually attended due to weather, etc. This year Ryan and I wandered over, and the entire park was PACKED. The park was wall to wall full of drunk and high people partying in clothes that I can only describe as “Easter Ravewear”. Imagine if the Mad Hatter worked for American Apparel and was on his way to church. Due to winter weather I haven’t seen Dolores in full party mode in months, and this was a pleasant/obnoxious surprise. Pleasant because I love to see people having fun in the park, annoying because I’m not a huge techno person.
It was so packed out that I abandoned all hope of meeting up with friends. I also couldn’t get any decent shots from the drag/burlesque performances or the actual contest, but I found this really great synopsis video on YouTube.
This is one of those events you have to file under “Only in San Francisco.”