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Rock Paper Scissors On the Hour, Every Hour

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It’s been a while since we’ve had an official Saturday Faturday, but I would most definitely argue our most recent takes the cake. In our continuous celebration of Doug’s Summer in San Francisco, we decided to show him how to officially partake in activities on the first day of the weekend.

So on Saturday morning we woke up in the hopes of a full day at Sam’s, however the weather was too beautiful to pass up a Saturday Faturday in the city. So we packed up Lola and headed to East Side West for a little brunch and a lot of cocktails.

What started as a couple of friends meeting for eggs and bloodys, turned into a gathering of friends, strangers and family over margaritas, boozy punch and irish coffees.

Around 12noon we decided to kick things up a notch and determined every hour, on the hour we would play a round of Rock, Paper, Scissors Best 2 out of 3. Here’s a glimpse…


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As the afternoon went on, so did the ridiculousness. We traveled from ESW to Paxtis to The Republic back to ESW to Balboa to The Horseshoe and finally settled in North Beach at Fiddler’s Green. Once the bars closed we attempted to hit up In n Out, but unfortunately it was closed and we landed ourselves back in the hood at the one and only Mel’s. (Also recapped by sequence of photos below.)

At Paxti’s: Thinking I’m not going to make it through.

At The Republic: Doug enjoys a basket of fries. Literally.

At East Side West (For the 2nd Time): Mary examines her cocktail intake closely.

At Fiddler’s Green: We dance our asses off.

At In n Out: Mary becomes disappointed it’s closed.

At Mel’s: Blaire makes a face.

All in all…not a terrible Saturday Faturday.

I Beat Tim Lincecum’s A$$

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With the official start to Festival Season less than 48 hours away, it was the perfect opportunity to celebrate a Pre-Party Thursday night out on the town. The evening started out like any other.  Wine and cheese at Ottimista. Ciders at Mauna Loa’s. Burgers at Balboa’s. The party train included Blaire, Mary and myself, amongst a couple other stragglers who joined throughout the evening, including Christie, Milo, Brian, Greg, etc…

At Ottimista we welcome two newbies to the city of San Francisco, including a new co-worker of mine, as well as Mary’s younger brother, Doug, who has moved to the city to celebrate the summer with us! I don’t know how we do it, but the tab at Ottimista always grows so quickly. It’s just cheese and wine for goodness sakes! Aside, I was nothing short of tipsy as we left the restaurant and strolled down Union looking for our next hot spot.

We made it over to Mauna Loa’s for a beer and some early evening people watching. With it being the “Summer of Single Dudes” we were looking for the best spot for men and Mauna Loa’s always seems to be full of them (quality questionable). After finishing up a beer at the bar, Mary and I were hungry for something delicious, that something being a Balboa burger.

I guess I haven’t been out much, but I was SHOCKED at the number of cougars in the triangle. Holy shiza. We were of course in their nesting turf, Balboa Cafe. We ponied up to the bar, ordered some grub and enjoyed some delicious cocktails. Christie soon joined Blary and I (PS “Blary” is how I am now referring to Mary and Blaire when they’re together). We finished up dinner, a lot of people watching (see pics below) and headed back to Mauna Loa’s for more boozing!

It was about 10pm when we finally made it over there.

SIDE NOTE: What is the deal with the creepy window displays at Fredericks?

Upon walking in we immediately ran into a Mauna Loa regular named Matt (I think that’s his name anyway).

SIDE NOTE: I’ve seen this Matt character there on more than one occasion…One night, it was a Wednesday I believe, I almost went home with the guy. Christie and I had decided to go out just the two of us that night, which is never a good idea. We got a little shitty and ended up at Mauna Loa’s talking with “Matt” and his buddy. After walking half way to his place, Christie and I realized what an awful idea it was and we quickly ran towards an approaching cab to head back to our home instead of theirs. I don’t think “Matt” remembers this, but it’s always a little awkward when I run into him.

Aside, I’m at the bar talking with Matt and he mentions some big-wig Giants player is sitting at the table in the back of the bar. I could have sworn he said “Tom Lips-uh-come”, but in reality he said Tim Lincecum. This, of course, still meant nothing to me. Pitcher? Of what? Margaritas? Apparently they meant the all-star Giants pitcher.

As a result of this man’s presence, the bar was jam packed with dudes…they were everywhere. A lot of them were going up asking for autographs, signing hats, etc…I pondered asking for a autograph on my boobs, but how would I show that off to my co-workers the next day? Well without getting sued that is…

So I decided instead to challenge him to a game of Rock Paper Scissors. You read my right again…best 2 out of 3 to be specific!  So I marched over to the table with Mary and camera near by. When I asked him to play me, he smiled and said, “For what?” I responded and said, “For fun.” We agreed on a 1, 2, 3, Shoot game plan. First round went to me with a Rock. Second round went to him with a Paper. Third round went Rock to Rock. And I took the win home in the fourth round with a Rock.

The rest of the evening was filled with celebratory cocktails and good times…

Sooo…That’s right, I beat Tim Lincecum in a game of Rock Paper Scissors on Thursday, May 13, 2010. Pretty great way to start festival season if I do say so myself.