Not the last year of the crazy run...

San Francisco used to be a fun town; SFist.com is absolutely right. Then everyone who used to have fun got older, grumpier, and less enchanted with roving groups of drunk glitter-clad disco queens (or leopard-printed kitty cats, or beer pong cups made from red garbage cans, or folks who are just wholesomely and delightfully naked), and decided to take on a personal mission to put an end to all the festivities. In response, I'm going to take on a personal mission of my own to support all such activities and not bitch when my cokehead neighbors blast disco music at 8 in the morning on a Sunday... because it's the Sunday, and they're entitled.