There are a number of clues wafting out from this place, clues to its intentions. First, it intends to be a cafe. Second, it intends to serve Intelligentsia coffee therein. Is the 4300 block of Telegraph amenable to these intentions? Well?
Yes.
Ruthie’s Cafe seems closed indefinitely. Tumble Tea looks like Romper Room; it scares me. Mama Buzz can’t get it act together. And Peet’s is … Peets.
I pledge my dollars. If they have WiFi. And outlets.
This man is wearing a ridiculous costume.
This is not helpful, Oakland.
Then I guess taking a picture and blogging about it from my cell phone must really piss you off.
That depends. Are you an inspiration store?
(via ashleyaesthetic)
Honestly, I’d prefer it if you practiced.
No first drafts for me.
“A freelance photographer – on his way home on BART after shooting pictures of First Lady Michelle Obama’s visit to San Francisco – was barred by transit agency station agents from taking photographs at the Powell Street BART Station during the afternoon rush-hour Monday.
Subsequently, a BART employee sternly announced over the station’s public address system that “photography was prohibited on BART because of security concerns.” The station-wide announcement, overheard by hundreds of rush-hour commuters, was targeted at Leonard.”
And just like that, they hauled poor Sexpigeon off to jail.
During his trial, he responded only in captions.
For those who find the Ikea cafeteria appetizing.
Downtown San Francisco (via JMSF415)
See the way the fog hangs, and yet the city beneath is as bright, and as vivid as the bay in the distance?
I love this place more than any on earth.
Looks like I picked the wrong week to quit eating meat.
Werewolves get all the press.
By why no concern about transformation into other animals?
Peacocks?
Werecocks?
