Sunday, September 24, 2006

My Lovefest 06 Review




As soon as i left my house this morning, i could feel it in the air. The love, that is. Someone had mentioned lovefest to me previously but i forgot it was today. When i got on BART today i noticed a strangely large amount of unattractive women wearing outrageous clothing in groups toguether. I quickly came to the conclusion that today must be lovefest. Initially, i was not very excited. Lovefest is a festival which has no real idea behind it besides love and im kind of unclear on what such an event might entail.


lovefest sucks. its a bunch of fucks who like to freak out normies and think they are offending close minded people. i saw so many of these boots today i didnt know what to do. In my profession i kind of have to keep an eye out for crackheads and i was making some bad calls. I couldnt tell who the real crackheads were and werent because everyone was dressed like a hooker. Imagine trying to serve justice and being so confused. it really hard. San Francisco Love Fest is not your ordinary parade. This is the description given on the website: "Instead of standing on the sidelines watching it go by, everyone is encouraged to dance in the streets with the floats as the parade moves by." Wow. talk about taking the classic parade and putting a little raver twist to it. what a bunch of assholes. im down for a good parade that has to do with something. like ireland. lovefest is just a big rave but instead of some warehouse in west oakland its in downtown sf on a saturday afternoon. im even more down for folsom street fair (which i biked by on my way home from work the other day) because they have a real cause. im not sure what it is but it certainly has to do with leather. and im down for the gay community to get down. thy party hard.maybe harder than anyone else, except maybe sumoans. ravers are just weak. weak of the week is ravers for sure. although i did see a raver kid when i was at work with one of those balls that you kind of flip around in your hands. its the kind of ball i pretend i have in my hands sometimes. like im holding it with some weird jedi force. then i pass it to people. im sure my 4 or 5 avid readers know what i am talking about. holler at your dude. im shining let wet you know. and thats no typo

6 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I TOTALLY know that ball thing youre talkin about! Youre the best!

5:52 PM  
Blogger staxwell said...

ME TOO!! It would have had the ladies swooning at Tawonga, if they hadn't been busy sucking off suburban dudes with gelled hair.

7:13 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

You need to do a DE post. post some songs, review his movie, youre the only one who can do it

9:56 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

you should have thrown quessadillas and bags of chili mac at those hippies

10:28 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I actually was just passing a ball when I read this post - all while eating orange chicken and drinking a non-wine cooler wine cooler. Huberock aka serious bidness - you are my idol

9:28 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

your kind of an angry blogger

3:06 PM  

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