San Francisco definitely has a leg-up on NYC when it comes to the non-ironic appreciation of metal. There are waaaaay too many people in NYC that wear 80s metal shirts because they think it's funny or kitschy - but in SF you would only wear a Slayer shirt if you thought that Slayer FUCKING RULZ (which they do).
Oh, so I forgot to mention. On the walk over to Sarah's, I ran into my friend Emily on the street who pointed out David Lee Roth's new two-storey apartment to me. I won't give away his exact address, but suffice it to say, one of the floors has a prominent balcony that overlooks a heavily foot-trafficked area of the Lower East Side). Anyway, she told me that according to rumor, DLR was having a huge Fourth of July party on his balcony. When I relayed this info to Grant and the Fatty, we all decided that we had no choice: we had to round up a group and attempt to crash it.
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