megalomatthew

So yeah...A couple nights ago Q takes me to this colossal abandoned catholic school because if you know me, I love colossal abandoned buildings of any kind (who doesn't?). She had been a couple times before and knew of the secret entrance...I mean the unlocked back door. We get there and shit...it's locked now. So begins the epic journey around this monolith, checking every door and window in hopes of finding a way into this place. We make a full circle around the building and find our selves back where we started and every door was locked. It seemed hopeless, but then I remembered my trusty knowledge of the wonderful Silent Hill series and thought, "There has got to be a way in some where. I then notice a small steel chair leaning against a wall with a large window above it and thought, "That chair is there for a good reason!" I step onto the chair and start examining the window in front of me which seemed to have sealed itself shut from not being used in ages. I grab either end of the frame and give it a good tug and SHAZAAM!...it swings open. We get in and explore the fuck out of this place...The halls are as dark as Satan's asshole and all we have to light them is a small flash light. Scattered on the walls is a bunch of bizarre children's art work consisting of a shit load of skeletons seeming to celebrate Dia de los Muertos, but I'm convinced the art was created in March of 1909 and that it was a front for a crazy religious cult. The only real picture I got out of it was from in the auditorium which was lit by nothing but the orange street lights outside...

..and I plan on visiting many many times!

On a cuter note, I came across a large black man on the bus who must have recently crashed his starship into the San Francisco Bay. Yes, I said starship. This man was sporting the greatest outfit I have ever seen...My dumbass didn't have my camera on me so I'll do the next best thing and attempt to describe this masterpiece...

aside from the large Miami Dolphins jacket and the baggy pants this was his outfit...
-1 motorcycle helmet (spray painted GOLD)
-1 set of very large headphones over the helmet (spray painted GOLD)
-1 flashy red light for bicycles attached to the front of the helmet (yes, it was flashing)
-1 tactical vest (spray painted GOLD)
-1 pair of baseball catchers shin pads (spray painted GOLD)
-1 pair of Adidas shoes...spray painted GOLD
- and one pair of badass sunglasses.
oh yeah he also had a laser gun, a light saber,...and a broom.
I don't care that he smelled of an expired 79 year old woman in the trunk of a 1972 Datsun 510 parked at a rest stop in Death Valley, he was indeed the greatest man in San Francisco.

ps...I don't know why I'm still up...possibly because I found out today that I got weaseled out of a single at my co-op which I am furious about...Where am I supposed to bring the ladies now?!

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