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yesterday i was sitting outside the SFMOMA after being bombarded with overly depressing popart and watched a man walk into a glass window while texting on his cell phone. i thought it to be pretty hilarious and proceeded to give him a highfive and he seemed to be okay but decided to actually run away because he didn't want any of the witnesses to ever see him again.

Reminded me of the time a robin kept ramming the sliding glass doors of the house where i grew up because it saw it's reflection and thought it was another robin that it had to defend its territory from.

My supervisor at the San Francisco Public Library (where i'm doing my practicum) referred to the security guard today as grandpa. I awkwardly asked him if i should call him grandpa too.

potential grandpa:

"When I was your age I used to take all these old darn automobile tires from the junkyard and roll them down to the fisherman's wharf and set em on fire with a whole crap ton of gasoline. Because that’s what my dad did when he became a man and that’s what his dad did when he became a man. And i'll tell you what, it lit up that night sky like it was a giant birthday cake floaten out there on top the ocean or somethin..... so If you want to call me grandpa you better get that sky a glowen and pretend it's your birthday, newbie."

ARIZONA!

Arizona Dachshund Attack!!!!

(this one was made especially for you mom)

Today on the bus waiting on Granville street, the doors closing. a man that looked like he played football in his earlier glory days charged at the back access doors. the doors clipped him and he jolted back onto the pavement. they opened again letting him think that he had won. he proceeded to step on the bus embarrassed and smiling as if admitting defeat.

Slunk Bunsen & Gother Brown

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Made this over a week in December with mister matt wood

Starts out with a lazy guitar and a man talking about shampoo or something, which really catches you off guard when the guys go into an all out freak session. Nonsense lyrics with really good slide guitar and minimal drums. Its a border line hootenanny mixed with depressing lyrics from your challenged Aunt Rosie. If you are in the right mood (i.e. Taco Bell drive through, Prom after party druged out, ect.) then you will definately appreciate this. Dusted this one off from a pile in my dads garage. Picture of a dog on the front and only titles of tracks with the year at the bottom giving SB vocals and GB guitar and drums credit. Super fucking weird. Pretty sure he picked this up in the U.P. of Michigan / was friends with one of the guys. Have to ask the Pops if he knows anymore...

Lyrics include one hitters like:
BRING ME THE STICK!!! AAARRRRHHHH
Rudolphs Dead, Merry Christmas
Meet me in front of the soda pop machine I love you
Don't! Not! Swim in the lake

-joel rakowski

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