9/3: Two Cats Comics and Batman ranting

Weekend In:

Batman: The Killing Joke is the worst movie I have seen this year. Whatever else you might do this weekend, do yourself a favor and avoid it like the plague. (Also, don’t watch Son of Batman, the second-worst movie I’ve seen this year… it’s on Netflix and looks deceptively tantalizing. I know this is the In section, but you deserve better.)

If you need a Batman fix, Amazon Prime has Batman: The Animated Series available for free streaming. Or you could groove on out to…

Weekend Out:

Two Cats Comics, in West Portal, which boasts the friendliest staff I’ve ever met in a comics store (and who appear to uniformly agree with me about The Killing Joke). Helpfully, titles are organized by hero with a separate wall for most recent copies, and there are also impressive kids’, horror, and literature adaptation sections; in short, it’s very accessible to comics noobs. The website offers a subscription list, and the store itself offers weekly Settlers of Catan nights. Go get your nerd on! West Portal and 14th.

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7/2: Folsom Street Foundry

Weekend Out:
I don’t know why I keep winding up in bars that remind me of high school, but here we are.

The Folsom Street Foundry is not so much a bar as an enormous rec room at which alcohol is served. There are three distinct permanent video game areas and at least two mobile ones with coordinating small TVs. Board games are abundant and the menu is surprisingly allergy-friendly: I ordered and consumed unmodified (and delightfully overstuffed) tacos without a hitch. Bring your friends who like Smash and Rock Band- it’s an excellent place to break the ice. 11th and Van Ness, low cover charge.

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This is a slow day. Photo c/o meetup.com.

Weekend In:
Relax. No, seriously. I’m trying to but without much success.

If you feel like giving your liver a break, groove on over to fellow blogger Cooking Without Limits’ drinks page. Some of them are specifically designed for detox, others look so healthy that there’s no way they couldn’t help. (Thanks for the likes, friend!)

If you feel like shutting off your brain completely, video game TV shows might prove to be a great choice- and boy, does Netflix cover the bases. The laughably bad Super Mario Bros. Super Show! is sitting there just waiting for your attention. It distinctly doesn’t pass the Bechdel test and has very awkward slapstick and Italian American humor- worthy of study as a product of the time but not much else. Combine the two to cleanse your body and ease your mind.

Have a great long weekend, fam! More to come.

4/30: Musée Mécanique

Weekend Out:

Let me tell you a little story about my first ever date.

We both attended SFSU at the time, met at the M bus stop in front, and ran on down to Fisherman’s Wharf. Gleaning from his profile that he gamed, I suggested the Musée Mécanique, an antique arcade games museum with the oldest pieces dating to the 1800s. On the way we talked philosophy and personal interests, bussing to the Embarcadero and walking the rest. The ocean was absolutely gorgeous and Laughing Sal as terrifying as ever.

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This might have had something to do with it… Photo c/o their website.

He annihilated me at Skeeball, the only arcade game I’m even passable at, and nostalgically explained the influence of the 80s and 90s games on the modern scene. I quite easily touched on one of his passions; he greatly enhanced my love for city exploration. Very suddenly, a lot of affection was floating around.

We walked through North Beach to Chinatown, talked about our families and our shared love for four letter words, got dinner, and made out at the Powell Street stop. If I recall correctly, the food didn’t sit right with either of us…

Weekend In:

…but I might not. Four and a half years later, we’re sitting in opposite rooms of our one bedroom in Sunset, both of us too currently loaded on cold medicine to be bothered with that. Needless to say, it went well.

If that story’s too corny for you, I recommend planning out your day like mine (but with less Dayquil, probably): hold your loved one tight and play some more modern games. The passion hasn’t ebbed for boyfriend, who is now a games journalist; last night we played a new-to-us version of Tetris Attack until we unlocked all the characters. I’m still terrible with most games but decent with 90s nostalgia: lately this Jazz Jackrabbit emulator has been doing the trick for me.

The city is as magical as you make it, friends. I hope you feel as blessed as I do today. ❤