Snapple: The Drink of Ill Repute
Sharpe James drank Snapple at a Newark strip club. Go him.
Remind Us of the Rules:
We read them again.
Drinks Report:
Josh Wolf is beating everyone.
Cheesy Narrator Lines:
“Newark is a proud pheonix rising”
“When you run a choir boy campeign, if you stumble, you fall hard.”
The Rules of the Street Fight Drinking Game:
1) Whenever the narrator says the words “Cory Booker” Drink Once.
2) Whenever Sharpe James does something shady Drink Twice.
3) Whenever something ghetto happens, Drink Everything You Have.
Who is Sharpe James?
Jason: A combination of Louis Farakhan and Don King.
We’re watching a movie!
All across San Francisco tonight, folks are watching the movie Street Fight, in honor of the opening of the San Francisco International Film Festival. The city-wide Movie Watch is the creature of Ironweed Films, also based here in San Francisco.
Us blogging folk, some members of the festivals first ever Citizen Media Press Corps are watching the movie tonight over at Min Jung Kim’s. Attendants include Ted Rheingold, Jason Schultz, Steve Rhodes, Josh Wolf, and the incomprable Nicole Lee.
I’ll be blogging it as best I can throughout the evening.
I would call this creepy…
When you’re at BevMo and a stranger offered to let you use their club number and they’ve got it memorized.
Make Your Clothes Sing:
The simply awesome Erin McKean (who blogged at Powells last week) had a neat thing at her blog about giving your clothes some personality
I prefer my clothes to have complicated backstories. Like, “I bought this shirt at Jim Smiley’s, when he was in New Orleans, before he moved to New York.” Or “This coat was $13 at Nordstrom Rack!” or “My sister-in-law gave it to me and she has the best taste!” or “It was my mother’s, she wore it in college.” How can “I ordered it from the J. Crew catalog” compare?
…You don’t want fast-food, assembly-line, prefab-McMansion clothing, not just because it’s boring and soulless and blah, but because there are no ideas behind it. Nobody smiled making it, or envisioned you wearing it, just like nobody outside the TV commercials smiles about making you a Whopper Jr.
Something to think about.