Showing posts with label fights. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fights. Show all posts

Friday, December 3, 2010

Don't Blame It on the Vomit



I fell asleep on the couch again tonight and to my horror and great pleasure I was awoken at 1:30 am by the sweet sounds of a brawl. Someone was shouting… I listened closer, the chant, “Knock ‘em out,” “Knock ‘em out,” came billowing up from the street below. Ohhhhh, I thought as I sat bolt upright and wrenched open the blinds. The people shouting were across the street and as I followed their line of sight, there was the ongoing fight occurring right under my window. How long have they been there? Probably won’t last long. I made a mad dash for the new camera. Let’s see what this baby can do, really open her up this time.

Fortunately, they were mostly in the street, and I was able to glimpse what was going on. They were white, and as such, had the foresight to remove their shirts before knocking each other senseless. Next to them a bunch of balloons and a puddle of vomit. To my dismay the fight was over fairly quickly. It ended uneventfully as one drunkie decided to stumble away.

When it was over one of the bystanders reached for the balloons and held on to them long enough to exclaim, “There’s blood on here, man, I don’t want no blood.” The balloons were discarded as quickly as they had been snatched up. And just like that the fun was over.



*First chance using the new camera at night!
**Also pictured here, my dying tree, post about this to be announced.

Sunday, October 31, 2010

Rant

I wrote most of this at 2:42 on the morning of Halloween. I fell asleep on the couch again late last night...

I've noticed that people tend to lose their shit when they party in the Tenderloin, and last night was no exception. It's as if all common courtesy and general human behavior fly out the window as soon as someone steps into the Tenderloin late at night. It was at this time late last night that the bars were expelling its throng of partiers. As they left, fights broke out and hoochies screamed at the top of their lungs. This lasted long enough to wake me up, so I'm sure other people were bothered as well. I'm not against people going out and having a good time, what I am saying, is that the Tenderloin is a community where people live and if you come party in a neighborhood you should show some consideration for the people that live in that area. Families and kids and grandparents reside in these apartment buildings. So keep it down the next time you leave a bar.