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One of our biggest holidays
Aug. 25th, 2003 12:41 amBurning Man this, Burning Man that, all weekend long.
BM is a big holiday in SF and a big holiday at our store. In the middle of last week the pallets of water started to be delivered. We sell so much water to people on their way to burn the man that we just put it out as it comes, then jack another pallet out a few hours later to take the place of the depleted one. And we have three of ‘em going at once.
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anarqueso made a sign advertising cheese for the desert, no refrigeration needed. Free hint to rival cheese mongers: Saenkanter 3-4 year aged gouda. Sweet like caramel, sharp and salty, it perfectly compliments dehydration, sun stroke, firearms, splosh sex, and all kinds of drugs. The Vella Golden Bear Dry Jack isn’t a bad choice either.
Some people, I’d like to think tourists, had some really bad haircuts in preparation for the Spring Break for Hipsters. Maybe it’s me, but I don’t think that half-shaved head, checkerboard look is back in style. At least it wasn’t on my Hipster Bingo card. The SF folk I recognized at least were representing well.
It hits close to where I sit also. I use filters for my "friends" list. I have one for locals who I only know through the internet. While my other filtered pages have had the usual amount of action, the Bay Area page has been almost deathly silent. Where is everyone? Heh. I wouldn’t go so far as to say the streets are deserted here, but certain neighborhoods seem a little quieter than usual. The local bar I went to last night was practically empty.
I don’t really have anything against Burning Man. I’ve never been though. I know myself. I’d end up finding the people not having a good time and team up with them, talking shit about everyone else and drinking beer. But you know, I don’t need to leave town to do that.
BM is a big holiday in SF and a big holiday at our store. In the middle of last week the pallets of water started to be delivered. We sell so much water to people on their way to burn the man that we just put it out as it comes, then jack another pallet out a few hours later to take the place of the depleted one. And we have three of ‘em going at once.
anarqueso made a sign advertising cheese for the desert, no refrigeration needed. Free hint to rival cheese mongers: Saenkanter 3-4 year aged gouda. Sweet like caramel, sharp and salty, it perfectly compliments dehydration, sun stroke, firearms, splosh sex, and all kinds of drugs. The Vella Golden Bear Dry Jack isn’t a bad choice either.Some people, I’d like to think tourists, had some really bad haircuts in preparation for the Spring Break for Hipsters. Maybe it’s me, but I don’t think that half-shaved head, checkerboard look is back in style. At least it wasn’t on my Hipster Bingo card. The SF folk I recognized at least were representing well.
It hits close to where I sit also. I use filters for my "friends" list. I have one for locals who I only know through the internet. While my other filtered pages have had the usual amount of action, the Bay Area page has been almost deathly silent. Where is everyone? Heh. I wouldn’t go so far as to say the streets are deserted here, but certain neighborhoods seem a little quieter than usual. The local bar I went to last night was practically empty.
I don’t really have anything against Burning Man. I’ve never been though. I know myself. I’d end up finding the people not having a good time and team up with them, talking shit about everyone else and drinking beer. But you know, I don’t need to leave town to do that.
