Marsh Mallon (REDUX)

3.2.2015

I swear I don't know what it is about the people in San Francisco and their inability to stand on the sidewalk and wait for the light to turn to cross the street. If a guy or gal is lookin' to jaywalk it's one thing, but at every goddamn intersectio, there's a few fuckers that step off the curb and stare at the walk/don't walk sign with no intention of jaywalking. They DON'T look to see there's no one speeding toward them or taking the turn fast and tight. And I been walking and biking around SF for ten-fuck years now and I can affirm that drivers speed and take turns tight.
How many of these idiots been run over, hit or killed? I dunno. Lots, I bet, and you ask me I'd say FUCK 'EM. Doorknobs that stand in traffic deserve what they get.

Whoa! How's that for a rant? Here's another:

I take the bus home across the bridge. People queue up to wait at the TransBay Terminal at First and Mission. Sometimes there's a long line, sometimes it is short. I tend to keep my ears and eyes open most of the time and pay attention to shit. If someone looks like they're gonna puke, I stand somewhere else. So I'm queued up in a longish line a few months back and someone hacks a quasi-cough. It sounded a lot like a gag. I thought to myself, "I hope that leper covered his or her mouth." GAAACCKKKHH. The fucker does it again. The next thought I have is, "Oh great, some dick has whooooooooooping cough and I'm getting stuck on a bus with him." Every few minutes the scumbag gags and after a while I pick her out. Normalish looking lady. Pea-green iPod Mini. And a fucking annoying gag. The bus comes and I sit far away from her and open the window in my face.
THE NEXT day and for days, weeks and months later, the bitch's gag doesn't clear up. I know she's gonna get me sick so one day I walk up and hand her a bag of Fisherman's Friend coughdrops. "What's this," she said. "What do you think, Mary, that goddamn cough-gag-thing you can't shake. Me and the rest of the pilgrims on this heap would prefer not to be coughed on every night. And mebbe you should get some doctor to have a look at yr disease." She said, "Who's Mary?"


Speaking of crossing bridges, come on out for this Thursday's requested East Bay excuriso .

Tonight - Hotsy Totsy Club  (Albany, CA)


bye-ee!

whrr ... clik!