Because if you're thinking about moving to SF you're gonna need more than a job, even a good paying one. I found this map (click on the map to see the whole thing) that highlights the cost increase in just one year in different neighborhoods in the already outrageously priced and laughable rent market. These are just average price listings too. Yeah, you might find something cheaper but you'll also find plenty more expensive. Look at the Mission, where I work, it's a great neighborhood but it's filthy dirty and kinda sketchy, especially if you're a female at night. $2600 is the AVERAGE! price listing? Who the fuck can afford that?! Half, yeah that sounds reasonable. And that's not even almost the most expensive neighborhood. It's completely insane, landlords and the city have lost their minds.
So yeah, if you want to move down here you might be living in Oakland, and that no cheap date either, just more of a chance your bike won't make it home with you. Or, if you have a trust fund and a good job head on down, it's a great place and you can probably afford a few months rent before you have to move back in with your parents. Rabble-B
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
Monday, October 1, 2012
Addendum
In case it isn't clear from or maybe despite the previous post, my own wedding, which was Sept. 22nd was an absolutely amazing and beautiful experience. I love and appreciate all those folks who worked so hard to make it such a fantastic day. I wish every day could be half as much fun and filled with people I love. I am certainly happy to be married now, and barring my wife meeting Alexander Skarsgard in person, plan on status quo from here on out. Giant Unrabble!-B
Thanks for Dinner
So don't be a douche, show a little class next time you attend a wedding and buy a card, write your name under the cheesy greeting. Maybe put a check in it if you feel so inclined. Maybe buy a toaster, anything! that shows you appreciate the invite and are happy for the couple on the most important day of their lives. And on top of all this maybe think about all the other wonderful, selfless people who gave the couple more money/gifts than was really affordable but it doesn't matter because they're truly happy to be included in such an amazing event, think about those peoples' efforts compared to your own. Or, if that's too much, just decline the invite, no harm, no foul. Rabble-B
Thursday, August 30, 2012
Sasquatch Jesus?
Madrid – Moisture in a Spanish church damaged a 20th-century painting so badly that a quarter of the artwork had chipped off.
So an 80-year-old parishioner had the best of intentions: to restore the fresco of Jesus Christ, completed in 1930, to its former glory.
But what ended up happening to the “Ecce Homo (Behold the Man) painting became a national uproar, and an international embarrassment.
Celia Giménez’ retouched version of fresco of Christ wearing a crown of thorns ended up looking like a disfigured, overweight she-man with a quadruple chin and no beard.
Juan Maria Ojeda, an official in Borja town, where the Misericordia church is located, said no one realized how badly disfigured the painting was until Gimenez rang town hall to say what she had done. Town officials claim Giménez undertook the project on her own and are considering legal action against her.
Giménez claims the project had the approval of the local clergy and she did not do it on her own.
“The priest knew it,” she told Spanish television, according to the New York Times. “I’ve never tried to do anything hidden.”
The fresco is of the genre known as "Ecce Homo" style ("Behold the Man"). But on Thursday some Twitter users were dubbing it "Ecce Mono" ("Behold the Monkey").
Friday, August 24, 2012
As Far as the Eye Can See
This is what my block looks like every week on garbage day. It's like the Pacific Garbage Patch fell into a worm hole and landed on my block, conveniently out in front of the two low income housing units. How odd... Really though it's like this every fucking week! How does anyone have that much stuff in their house?! There's only two possible explanations I can see. One, these folks burglarize entire houses every week and whatever they can't fence they leave on the street. Or, two, they're hoarders that are slowly getting over their addictions and ridding themselves of the piles of floor to ceiling crap they've saved for decades.
Even better, I saw 'normal' people (read that as not obvious hobos toting around grocery carts full of bottles and cans, especially the one old hunchback, Asian man who slinks away like Gollum when hear sees someone coming) looking through all this shit for something to take home. Seriously people, it's fucking trash. There's a filthy mattress, broken lamps, broken toys, there's a baby doll arm hanging out of the trash bag in the right foreground of the photo. That shit is creepy man! Last week there was even a toilet. A toilet! COME FUCKING ON! Rabble-B
Even better, I saw 'normal' people (read that as not obvious hobos toting around grocery carts full of bottles and cans, especially the one old hunchback, Asian man who slinks away like Gollum when hear sees someone coming) looking through all this shit for something to take home. Seriously people, it's fucking trash. There's a filthy mattress, broken lamps, broken toys, there's a baby doll arm hanging out of the trash bag in the right foreground of the photo. That shit is creepy man! Last week there was even a toilet. A toilet! COME FUCKING ON! Rabble-B
Monday, August 13, 2012
Where's the flap?
Why is there any type of mens' underwear manufactured without an opening in the front? Seriously, why?
You know what I dislike more than anything except Burning Man? Unzipping my fly and fishing around for the opening in my boxer briefs, not finding said opening, and having to unbuckle my belt, unbutton my pants and pull my underwear down just to take a leak. At that point I might as well just go full Butters style and drop everything to my ankles and pull up my shirt and sing, "Lu lu lu. Lu lu lu."
It'll ruin your day. Trust me, make sure your underwear has an opening and a flap in the front. Rabble-B
You know what I dislike more than anything except Burning Man? Unzipping my fly and fishing around for the opening in my boxer briefs, not finding said opening, and having to unbuckle my belt, unbutton my pants and pull my underwear down just to take a leak. At that point I might as well just go full Butters style and drop everything to my ankles and pull up my shirt and sing, "Lu lu lu. Lu lu lu."
It'll ruin your day. Trust me, make sure your underwear has an opening and a flap in the front. Rabble-B
Monday, August 6, 2012
Step Aside Terminator
Oscar Pistorius is pretty much the baddest ass dude of all time. And has the best nickname ever too.
Read: http://todayinlondonblog.today.msnbc.msn.com/_news/2012/08/06/13144222-oscar-pistorius-ill-cherish-olympic-race-rest-of-my-life?lite
Unrabble-B
Read: http://todayinlondonblog.today.msnbc.msn.com/_news/2012/08/06/13144222-oscar-pistorius-ill-cherish-olympic-race-rest-of-my-life?lite
Unrabble-B
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