The Glen E. Friedman opening at 941 Geary, checking up on Contraband Coffee, and making the first ‘I Know Alyssa Jones’ tshirt (because thats just what every photographer needs, tshirts).
To be honest, I had never heard of Glen Friedman until yesterday. Maybe its because I never went to photography school, or college, or whatever. I don’t know. I have heard of Glenn Close though, and I’m sure they’re related. (my good friend Jake has been planning a Glenn Close-athon movie night for about a year now, ill let you all know when the dates are set in stone). Even though we didn’t know the guy, my girlfriend and I went to the opening anyway. I was actually pretty excited to see the inside of 941 Geary, it’s one of the ‘more newer’ galleries in the TL, and the outside still looks like a smog shop. So here are some of the photos:

I’m sorry, but Iced T looks like a raging homosexual in photo. I know it was the 80’s, but still. All I can see is, “Whats up, I’m Iced T, I like dick in, and around my mouth.”


In the past few weeks i’ve been really workng on my pano’s, and to my suprise, they still look like shit. YAY!

My girlfriend and I walked around for a good hour and a half, looked at each photo twice, and did a good amount of people watching. The opening was mostly Tony Hawk-ish guys in their 40’s and they’re hotter/younger blonde girlfriends.
We left the opening and headed back to our apartment, but not before stopping to stalk Contraband Coffee. The gentlemen outside told us that they would be opening within a few weeks, they’re website hints at the week of the 8th, but who knows. I also thought Contraband was a small chain, it’s not. So here are some pictures that I took through the window, like a creepy child molesting stalker.


Exciting, huh?
For my birthday, my amazing friend Luke gave me two ‘I Know Alyssa Jones’ stencils. (Just what I need, the ability to neatly spray paint my name all over San Francisco.) So for the past week I’ve been designing (hahaha, designing..whew) tshirts in my pea brain. And by designing, I mean thinking about what color shirts/fabric paint I want to buy. I went with olive and yellow ochre. Cliffs was out of black.

This shit was harder than I thought it would be. And I also managed to get yellow on the neck part of the shirt, super classy and professional. I did, however, keep the paint from getting on my shmancy Levi’s.

What am I going to with these shirts, you ask? I don’t have a fucking clue. Im giving the first batch to my friends, by batch I mean ‘6’, and by friends I mean my coworkers at Peet’s.