I took some photos at the party, but really, none of them were that great. After the party, we ended up meeting Fletch and his wife; they’re really cool folks. I think this was zeitgeist? It’s been too long ago now. It was one of those faux dive bars in the mission. NEWS FLASH: if there’s not a reasonable chance of your getting stabbed inside, it’s not an actual dive bar. That’s why I like Merchants, over on this side of the bay. Anyway, I digress. fuck bad pictures of shit I don’t care about. Here are some good pictures of things I care about:
