Coffee refills, Richard Pryor and pastrami on rye sandwiches.

Hunting.

oh yeah, coffee refills reminded me: free ketchup! hell yeah, i can walk into any fast food chain [and most restaurants], line my pockets with their shitty sauce and nobody will bat an eye...in australia, youll be charged 30-50 cents for a thumb-sized container...assholes...

There's a chip shop near me that's so tight they won't even let you put your own vinegar on your chips. Vinegar for fucks sake. And their chips are crap too. How can you fuck a chip up? Well, I can, but I'm not in the chip business, so I can afford to. It's their livelihood though. They really should know better.

in no particular order:

- people are usually very, very kind with me. I dunno why is that. I like it.
- the many friends I have made there
- the common sense of urbanity, the dynamic enviroments
- music is still largely perceived as culture (as opposed to this place)
- I love a bunch of American film directors
- after wandering lost in Chicago after PITCHFORK, police brought me home - to my megasurprise
- the cheap guitars + music instruments available practically everywhere
- € / $ conversion, oh yeah - that's always cool.

are we considered "worldly" if we came from outer-space?

if yes, I'm going to answer THE RED MAN.

eat my ghostdance, palefaces.

- A western harvest field by moonlight
- Classic cars rusting under a tree with a tire swing
- Denny's
- Chainlink fencing alongside a frontier-style wooden home
- A mailbox with your name on it
- Honest emotion
- Corn Dogs
- Trey Parker and anybody sharing his sense of humour
- Cryptowonderdruginvogue

Really?

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Really really?

I think he likes to pretend it says "Danny's".

It was originally called 'Danny's Donuts'. But yeah. I like eating breakfast there, it makes me feel like I'm in a Tarantino film.

I just felt a honest emotion when I read the whole of this thread. hehe.

Zinger.

pics or it didn't happen.

i lol'd....

lawl

<3

Yeah a cop drove me home once when I was walking home and was still about 4 miles away at 3 am.

From what I've heard and seen, it appears that italian cops don't really do anything.

damn! once this girl and i were walking to her apartment drunk, in the snow, and a cop stopped to ask if we were ok we said sure but can we get a ride? and he said no, unless it's an emergency. i said i needed to piss, but he took off.

ps- donuts are nasty.

pancakes on the other hand are the rulers of weekend breakfasts

For life, you heard?

The cops in San Francisco can be iffy. The majority of them come from large, conservative Irish families dating back to the goldrush. Some can be pretty resentful of the "liberal" San Francisco scene while others can be very reasonable.

Then again, my Irishness could be the cause of said reasonability. Hell if I know.

I'll second the Denny's thing. Maybe it's a British thing; makes us feel like we're in an episode of The Rockford Files.

Another fave moment: I went to this 24 hour shoe shop in Ohio at like three in the morning, and it was packed with guys who looked like Mike Watt, all trying on work boots. I felt like I was in a Killdozer video.