UPDATE: Good news, y’all. I went by the pub today and it was open. Now all of us who lamented that we never went while we had the chance can get our butts in gear and start patronizing this place on the regular.
Original: Friday night I saw the following sign on the door of the pub located at Herndon and Marks (formerly called Body in the Bog, then Moynihan’s, now with no apparent name):
Earlier in the year, the pub closed while the owner was on vacation, but the handwritten note stated the reason for the closure. This sign seems a bit more ominous, no?
Walking down Van Ness at Olive the other day I snapped the following picture of what appears to be a new business:
The interior of the building is being renovated, so I couldn’t tell what kind of business “Bloo” is exactly; I figured it must be a novelty shop similar to the one that was there previously.
However, a search of “Bloo” on Google turns up a Yelp page that identifies the business as a hookah lounge with late evening hours. Surprising, because that sign doesn’t suggest hookah bar to me — maybe it’s supposed to be pronounced “bloooow.”
Has anyone heard anything about Bloo?
Crossing the 41 overpass on Audubon yesterday, I spotted this stenciled onto the wall:
Do you know what this means? Word of my amazing karaoke rendition of the Bangles’ classic song is spreading through Fresno like wildfire. First, a free drink from the bartender at the Brig, now
graffiti art graffiti touting my abilities.
I am so famous.
This note was recently spotted on the floor of the spiral parking garage at Van Ness and Inyo in downtown Fresno.
Drunk? Don’t be a’driving. So sayeth the sign on the back of the Brig’s “Setter” bathroom door.
Haven’t tried it. But even if one is mugged and their car stolen, I think it’s a much better situation than some of the drunks I’ve seen leaving the Brig getting behind the wheel.
Amirite? Check out DDI here.
Been to the River Park Target lately? The store is going through some remodeling, as signage indicates, to make room for a new produce section.
Aisles have shifted around a bit, and what’s left in the aisle that leads to the electronics section is this:
Now, I’m sure it couldn’t be helped, but the sudden presence of a bunch of poles just off-center of the middle of the aisle took me by surprise. Aside from the clumsy maneuvering of carts around these things during high-traffic times, I predict the meeting of many faces with poles as those more intent on their cell phones don’t watch where they’re going. Let’s face it, people are kinda dumb.
Truthfully, the poles just look … weird. Perhaps because I remember when they weren’t as visible, they make the store look unfinished. Kind of cheap.
Which, hey, is Target’s thing, right?
Spotted while driving down Blackstone Ave. recently:
A fitting commentary on cell phone culture, some* might say.
(*Me. I say this. Whilst staring at my iPhone.)