A word of explanation is in order here for those who visit StarkedSF to enjoy my personal blend of bitterness, sarcasm, and hypocrisy. Don’t be put off by the several posts of an uncharacteristically positive nature currently in the works.
In the spring I usually interrupt my typical course of mordant observations and character assassination to offer up a few suggestions about life-affirming places and activities in the San Francisco Bay Area. This is partly a reflection of the fact that even a cave troll like myself has to appreciate numerous features of this region, especially at this time of year.
In addition, this year I’m also facing the rather daunting task of dealing with my ongoing divorce without yielding completely to my trademark bitterness, which has frequently been remarked upon by individuals quickly excoriated for their astuteness. So I made a bad bet and it cost me twenty years of my life–at least I’m not bitter about it.
Pictured below: the Divorce Mobile–like the Bat Mobile but designed to contain a longboard and 32 cases of beer.
So forgive me for a few moments while I post on the brighter side of life. Let’s face it–most of us love to see people fail, so expect to be hugely rewarded by the bitter backlash sure to come.
Speaking of which, the drunken divorcee frozen pot pie shoot out is nearing completion, and it has transmogrified from a simple review of cheap frozen dinners to a scathing indictment of the pre-cooked food industry’s cruel indifference to the needs of inebriated divorcees everywhere.
Stay tuned.
Images courtesy of me. The sunrise is from Soliman Bay on the Yucatan Pen (2005).
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