gangstaswan

As soon as I walked in the door to the Tribune my boss wanted to know what happened Thursday. I have nothing to say as I still don't want to jinx it. Then she told me we were going to a press conference where this guy was going to announce his candidacy for Congress to replace Juanita Millender-McDonald. Apparently, I was to write the story because our staff writer is out of town. Great.

We have our weekly editorial meeting. I get a few more stories to work on. Great. I now have a buttload of shit to do while I'm out of town.

I work on somethings then go to the airport. The plane is late coming from Las Vegas. We finally boarded at the time we were originally scheduled to take off. There was a teen girl sitting across from me who kept staring at me. Maybe she was wondering what I was playing on my DS Lite. Then I freaked her and a guy out when I ripped all the plastic off a notebook (it was falling off any ways, I just helped). I felt like Allison from "The Breakfast Club."

After getting into Oakland I hopped on AirBart, then Bart and finally got to my hotel. The woman made a huge deal about changing rooms if I wanted. She acted as if I was not going to like my room. We discussed ghosts and zombies, and realized neither were in the room, therefore I'd be OK. It was odd.

The room was awesome. It was like a "New York public bathroom," as the front desk person had described it. I really liked it. Koleeta took pictures of it.

I met up with nonsense and RoxyMonoxide and we had dinner at Akiko's, a japanese place next to the hotel. obd joined us and then we went to Thee Parkside. We did take a detour and went down the steepest, straightest street in SF, according to obd.



I have a movie of it but I need to figure out where to host it. Suggestions?

At the bar, I met up with jerawyn and her husband, jeremyscareme, maxx, requiem and eventually bean, shalome and Koleeta.

The bartenders loved us for ordering 18 car bombs (I didn't partake as I hate beer). One of them told me that was the most anyone has ever ordered. I'm still surprised at how cheap it was.

I love how bean was the only one looking at the camera and looking so debonair.


Everyone raising their hands for a car bomb.


You can't really tell, but she's pouring the Bailey's shots.


This bartender was so adorably cute and innocent looking. She was super sweet as well. She was trying to find enough glasses for the bombs.


After or before the bombs? My camera died after this.


We had some hedonist bench (why does this always happen when I'm around?) and someone (I won't name names) threw up. Koleeta, obd and I went back to the hotel.

Koleeta got up early to get her hair cut (crazy girl!). nonsense called me around 10:30 a.m. to see about breakfast. We decided to hit Cafe la Presse up the street. obd, Koleeta and requiem joined us. It was fabulous. I'd totally eat there again.

We split up (I had to shower, I think they all went shopping) then obd, Koleeta and requiem and I went walking. We ended up at a hotel from the Gold Rush Era.

I took a picture of Koleeta being regal and royal.


obd took a royal family picture. He needs to give that to me.

Then we went to Zeitgeist. maxx made us wear American bandanas.

Picture courtesy of Koleeta.


I learned a game. I ate a cheeseburger that later made me horribly sick. No more red meat for GangstaSwan. I bought an awesome hoodie. I grabbed some boobie matches. I drank two pear ciders. I love that in SF I can get pear cider at all the bars I go to. That's my favorite part.

obd, requiem and I hit up the Haight (?) so I could buy stockings and a garter belt. Then we had coffe and went back to the hotel to get ready. Koleeta helped me pick out my outfit. nonsense took a couple pictures. I'll have to get them from him. I started feeling sick just before we left but figured it would pass. It didn't. I stayed at prom long enough to hear the Hot Toddies and say hello to everyone I knew.

I'm sorry I missed out but I didn't want to be there and be miserable.

Koleeta again got up early. I slept in until she returned at like noon. Then we went to the new ferry station. I was feeling like I was hungover (without any of the fun drinking), as was obd. We walked around, bought random things and eventually settled on some burger place for lunch. I had chicken strips and a strawberry shake. There was an adorably cute little gray puppy sitting in a very tiny baby's lap. I wanted the puppy so badly. Everyone did.

After lunch we went to Pier 39 and the Penny Arcade.


I watched a naughty lady (SG's predecessor? Maybe) and played in the photobooth. I hope Koleeta scans those in and sends them to us.

Then Koleeta and I sat outside for a bit. My stomach was starting to hurt again, so sitting was nice. We had a whole comedy routine going about the asphalt. I took a movie, but again need to figure out somewhere to host it. It was funnier the first time we did it, but that wasn't on film.

We met up with nonsense and RoxyMonoxide and decided we would go back to the Haight. To get back to obd's car, we took the rail car and then walked through a park with a neat fountain.

Koleeta walked around to the other side...


while requiem decided to not pay attention to the railing and walk where he wasn't supposed to.




obd did not join us, I don't think.






After the Haight, we drove to some mall and saw "300." Again, obd did not join us as he had other plans. I really liked the movie although it did make me sad. I'd see it again though.

Then we went to the View, the bar/lounge at the top of the Marriott.

Koleeta got up early once again to catch her 6 a.m. flight. I flew out at 12:30 p.m. It wasn't too bad, although I got to the airport super early.

Once I landed in LB, I headed to LBCC to help redvillain with his school project, then I went home. I spent $50 at the grocery store so I can try to eat at home more often. Not having the second job I need to save where I can. This does mean I won't be attending too many SGLA events. I'll be at Whitehorse this week, but that's pretty much it.