anniebrooks: UNFINISHED Day 16 San Francisco

This blog is not Annie’s blog today; it’s the Bs’ blog. No credit should be afforded to Ann Brooks.

Little B here, several cool things happened today. We started the day by going out to Haight Ashbury which is a street lined with vintage shops and places to buy pot smoking paraphernalia. We were there to visit one shop in particular: Wasteland. It was freakin’ sweet. Big B was in heaven. I’ll let her talk about that.

We then went down the road in search of a taxi, but instead stumbled across Amoeba music store, which we visited in Hollywood, that one was way bigger, but it was still a cool place, I found a really rare White stripes record which is one of the last singles they released on Jack White’s independent label: Third Man Records, and it’s scented and there’s only a couple hundred copies. I’m down to my last 6 dollars though, so I didn’t buy it.

Just before the music store, there was a charming group of individuals of colour who pointed me out to each other as I approached. One of the guys nodded at me and said: “Hey little man.” to which I replied:

“Hey.”

His larger, bespectacled friend said in a surprisingly high pitched voice asked me: “Shrooms?” to which I replied in as blunt and disapproving a tone as I could manage:

“No.”

It was the first time I had ever been offered magic mushroom, but not the first time I’d been offered drugs by a stranger, not even the first or last time in the day. That was the funniest encounter, though.

Last night though, we witnessed something truly amazing. It was an infomercial for the best new fitness programme around: Insanity. Insanity is a revolutionary programme which uses max interval techniques to have you ripped in 60 days. It’s easy to use and the results are instantly visible, or your money back. And Insanity will give you gifts to help your progress. You’ll get a booklet of healthy, protein rich meals, an easy to use calendar of your daily routines, and a booklet explaining each individual exercise you’ll do. It’s concise and to the point; “we want you working out, not reading!” Make sure you visit Getinsanity.comBig B’s turn now, I reckon.

Ok, Big B here now. I was indeed in heaven in Wasteland, one of the biggest vintage shops I’ve ever been to, it truly was a great collection, I could’ve trawled through there for hours. After Bill had declined the drugs, and browsed Amoeba we grabbed a cab over to Cow Hollow where we had a lovely lunch at ‘Rose’s Cafe’, although it was slightly tarnished by the rather graphic conversation the table of ladies lunching next to us were having about breastfeeding. Nice. However, this wasn’t the most eventful meal of the day, oh no.

Later on we went to Coit Tower which was built by Lilian Coit, she was rescued from a fire at age 8, and then became the unofficial ambassodor for the SF Fire dept. There was a little chineese man giving a short talk in the elevator up there, and .

There also appears to be a peeping Tom across the road from our hotel, we kept seeing the occasional flash from outside our hotel window, we had a look, and found a man in his apartment across from us taking photos of the hotel, presumably hoping someone had left their lights on and curtains open. After we stood looking for about a minute, he turned off his light but proceeded to take more photos. Creepy.