Today I felt the urge to do my part in nurturing our ailing economy, and I went shopping.
Rasputin Music opened a store in San Francisco a few months back, but today was the first I've visited it. Their selection is not nearly as complete as their Berkeley store, but they're located right in the center of the downtown shopping frenzy, so they have the luxury of foot traffic out the wazoo.
I picked up CDs from the likes of Tomahawk, Death Cab for Cutie, Superchunk, The Pattern, Jay Farrar and Le Tigre. Brett and I have a theory that CD buying binges such as this are too much at once, and you always end up ignoring one or two of your purchases, but I figured I had some catching up to do.
Stop number two on my spree was the cell phone store. I'm sticking to my story that I had to get it for work, but secretly I was wanting one anyway. "Factory Refurbished," people — a refurbished, warranteed Nokia 8260 was $45, and it came with about $100 of rebate vouchers to send in! Obviously AT&T cares more about getting you to sign that contract; phone sales are just gravy.
By the way, Thanksgiving dinner was really, really incredible. Two chefs among our circle of friends is a good thing.
And, we discovered a new gem of a bar, replete with darts, pool tables, a pinball machine, and a kickass jukebox full of The Stooges, The Stones, Soundgarden and other great barroom hits. I'm just giddy over it.