Previously. I only have a few photos from day 7 of my trip to San Francisco. Day 8, which was my last night in the Bay Area, Kaizar and his roommates had a house party. Morning of day 9, very hungover, I departed to head back home to NYC.
But first, I don't remember which day it was but I went to a bookstore and found this funny book plus commentary:
Day 7
After a night of drinking we came back and smoked shisha, and Interneted, naturally. Because we are big dorks.
Day 8
Kaizar broke his eye glasses.
A funny postcard in the apartment.
I was dual-interneting.
Cupcakes made for the party! I helped make these. And by help I mean I placed the cranberries on top of the frosting.
Kaizar and Jim Bean. Both good peoples.
The things that make people happy.
Kaizar and his super, super cool roommates. Thanks everyone for putting up with my presence for over a week!!!
Smiles for the camera. And entirely way too sober looking.
Me and Kaizar!
Getting ice at 7-11. But first, jump!
Kaizar and Akash! And I have no clue whose middle finger that is. So rude.
Dave picking more music. And all of you cool kids can shut the hell up about the three laptops.
Ohhh, party foul! Dave cleaning up after he spilled his drink.
"And polish my shoes next!"
FUCK YOU! So rude.
Hahaha. This girl who graphically described what she hoped to get out of this party, or rather IN at this party was showing us her fucked up toe or something. I forgot the details. The eating-no-dinner plan started to kick my ass around this point I think.
Kaizar and party guests moving really fast. That's why it's so blurry in this photo.
Dave and Josh rocking out! Man, these guys were cool. if these two programmers ran Google the "Android" wouldn't have been some dumb derivative PDA phone, but freakin bad ass hover boards. Because THAT is what I'm talking about!
More middle fingers! San Francisco is SO rude.
I think we were singing along to These Eyes.
THESEEYESCRYEVERYNIGHTFORYOUTHESEARMSLONGTOHOLDYOUAGAINNNNNN
Day 9
And it finally rained on the morning of my departure. (God damn, I wonder how much Disney pays for that placement.)
I jumped on the F line old thyme buses that roam the city streets to head to the Fisherman's Wharf with all the other tourists.
I liked the bus's interior lights.
Trees. It looks like Southern California warm out there, but it was a cool nearly all the time, day or night, in San Fran. So if you go, pack a jacket and some sweaters kids.
The wharf! Or "Yuck" as every local said when I mentioned this place. Whatever. It's a PART OF SAN FRANCISCO. TIMES SQUARE IN YOUR FACE.
One of the few views unobstructed by tourists.
The weather was nice that day.
Alcatraz in the background, and uhm, bird poop in the foreground.
The famous bridge.
Alcatraz was really one way for most of the inmates, 
And then the highlight of the day: A sea lion!
Correction: Sea lions! A whole lotta them and they were barking up a storm too.
Who's watching who? Whom? Huh? What?
Although I was mesmerized by this woman's jacket for awhile. I was wondering whether she won it in some Dr Pepper promotion or...if she purchased it.
This scene is kinda sedate. What could make this more exciting?
A ROCKET BOAT WOULD! YELLOW-ORANGE EXTREME FLAMES IN YOUR FACE BITCHES!
These birds are unimpressed with the whole scene.
This fella is itchy.
Help, I'm falling and I can't get up. SPLASH! 
One last view.
While I was roaming this two-level pier stocked with souvenir shops selling bric-a-brac and seafood restaurants with identical menus and claims to San Fran history, I noticed this curious sign that suggested a photo from this location would be ideal. I thought it was a quirky one-time thing.
And then I spotted another. This one is sponsored by Shells Vacation Club. It dawned on me that these might be essentially hidden easter eggs placed all over the pier. And I wanted to find them all. Kind of like a Pokemon Waldo.
Photo spot!
Photo spot! (I actually kind of do like this photo...)
Sea lion skeleton.
View of the sea lions resting from the second level.
I came across this notice affixed to the door of a closed shop there. No surprise, I was wondering what the fuck a Russian-centric gift shop was doing at this place. Not sure nesting dolls would be a hot item for tourists there.
Photo spot!
Photo spot!
I don't know why these things seem like such a rip off to me.
I was in full tourist mode so I had to order the clam chowder. Like I said there were like 10 restaurants there and to me they seemed identical. So I ended up just choosing a random one.
Done with the wharf, I took one of the famous trolleys back. Destination: SFMOMA aka the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art.
Wood seats in the car.
I came mainly because I wanted to see the Frida Kahlo exhibit that was temporarily showing here. I had studied a bit of her in college but never had an opportunity to see her work in person.
This was hanging inside near the entrance. Not sure who created this.
I love this.
Tony Bennett was also roaming the museum with a couple assistants or something. The guards were all very excited to see him. I was too, although frankly I didn't recognize him when I first saw him. It was only when one of the guards excitedly whispered to me, "Mr. BENNETT!" I could only snap this photo of him.
I really want this photograph.
Vanish.
For JH
Museum entrance.
Always. You ALWAYS double down.
Installation in progress.
Hilarious.
As soon as I walked into the Frida wing, I snapped this photo. Immediately after, I got a "NO PHOTOGRAPH" warning from a guard.
Right after I took this photo, I got yelled at again by a security guard informing me that NO photographs are allowed AT ALL in this special exhibit. Haha. I can't believe I was able to photograph so many of them. And I wasn't hiding it either. As you saw above, I was walking up close and getting details. Ahh, ignorance can be bliss sometimes, especially when it pertains to rules.
But first, I'd like to point out that my umbrella doesn't work too well. 
Slept in a bit and then headed out to walk down to Kaizar's office in the Mission. Check out the funky swivel bus seats. It reminded me of 
I wish more public facilities and spaces would engage the public with a sense of play as suggested by this piece. 
That tower in the background belongs to a...high school. Sheesh. My high school (SWS East High HOLLER!) had a thunderbird painted on it. Although the thunderbird was pretty bad ass. 
More SF apartments and buildings.
One thing I really like about the San Francisco landscape are the murals that paint the city such as this one.
More of the same building.
Close up of the same building.
More close up.
Kaizar's office is actually this space where various people can rent a desk. It's pretty cool and the guys that work there are really cool. On the left there's 
Ah, the SF stereotype in full display. 
Kaizar manning the helm of 
On our way to lunch we came across this cluster of rats with wings fighting of lo mein.
Pretty disgusting actually. 
The Mexican cuisine, especially burritos, is so goddamn good.
SF hills. Exciting.
I liked their efficient disposal units. 
LOOK!
Top of the hill.
More photos. 
Akash, Kaizar, and I headed to the 
We walked past this...I have no idea what it is. 
Building. 
Pillars.
Ta-da!
Cool spinning display.
A large magnifying glass...
Hahah.
Bunny ears to demonstrate directional hearing. 
I forgot what this was suppose to demonstrate.
Colors...
More colors.
Display about superstitions. I still refused to walk underneath this ladder though. 
Water fountain toilet.
Akash had to pee.
Me too.
Kaizar was thirsty.
A lot of mirrors and an empty wine glass.
Before heading to the subway, Kaizar made me buy a Slurpee at the 7-11 near his apartment. I got half-Coke and half-Cherry. It tasted like half-vomit and half-cough syrup. In other words, 100 percent disgusting.
Kaizar loved his though.
The zoo is on the last stop of the line, on which the train midway emerges from the underground and runs above track. During the ride, I noticed this signage stating "Simply the best!" It instantly reminded me of 
Finally arrived at the zoo--starting with these flamingos.
Damn that's a lot of flamingos. But you may be wondering, "Why are these birds pink?"
Bam! Question answered with some knowledge and a Sharpie.
SHHHH. 
Don't call kangaroos "bears" you ignorant asses!
Man, this bear was so cute. All sleepy and shit.
Here's another sleepy bear. Not sure why the one above is locked up behind glass while the other one gets to be outside chillin'. Don't seem fair if ya ask me. You know how that guy in Alaska lived with grizzly bears until they turned on him and ate him up? Well, he was an idiot. He should have been chillin' with these bears instead. It'd be like hanging out with the muppets or something.
More bears.
I was trying to be artsy here, but instead all I got was this photo of pine tree plant things that are a dime a dozen. I wish these kangaroos would have boxed or something. Then I would have had something to photograph. 
AH, lookee here! A RARE WILD SPECIES. I think it's a DINOSAUR. Sarah Palin and I think they are still around. Or something.
This kangaroo is mad constipated. Ex-lax stat, zookeeper!
Kid and a peacock poster.
Nothing shouts "human interference in natural habitats" like a fucking tooting train with loud kids and their over adoring parents screaming through the zoo. 
A polar bear...wondering why he is so fucking hot. 
Nothing says a zoo is on a tight budget quite like plastic garbage cans and four square bouncy balls masquerading as "interactive" tools. Here's an idea: Give that polar bear a FUCKING SEAL or two to toss about. Or how about this: SOME ICE.
No wonder it's all messed up in there. Can't trust the Feds for anything except to collect my taxes and bailout irresponsible finance and insurance firms.
Interesting sartorial choice. Of course I'm going to take a picture. If I wore the native costume of my homeland, Korea, to the SF zoo then I won't be surprised if people want to take a picture of my skinny ass wearing a 
More bears. 
Come on bear. Do something. Go 
Come on buddy. Give me a fist pound.
Mama or Papa Bear.
Aaaarrrr!
Hahahahaha. I am 12.
This deer thing was mad friendly. Questionably friendly.
Right after this picture was taken, Sarah Palin popped up and blasted it in the face with a shotgun and yelled "YEEHAH! I GOT ME SOME DINNER! USA!"
Tiger.
Tiger yawning.
People love these tigers.
Lions.
This thing was pretty sweet. Probably one of the cooler looking animals there.
Another angle.
It's a giant eland. 
Kaizar crossing the line.
An otter. Man, these suckers glide like knife through butter. Mmm butter...
Poor Rhino. This thing didn't look too happy... :(
Penguins chilling. I wish they would have danced like in Happy Feet which I may or may not have seen. But you are probably wondering, "Shouldn't these penguins be in a cold place?"
NO!
Unfortunately we arrived at the zoo after the feeding. Darn. 
An allegory of Obama's vision: where all creatures great and small coexist peacefully. 
They all look so content. Haha. 
Yech.
Kaizar martyring himself for the animals. And then he realized that he had a conference call in a few hours, so he got up and off the train tracks.
Cub tigers. Pretty cute animals actually. 
But the whole cage was depressing...
Kids harassing a peacock that sorta just roamed the grounds of the zoo. 
The zoo had this pretty nice area area that attempts to mimic the African savanna, although this sign is REALLY stretching the truth with the whole "San Francisco's climate is similar" thing. If by similar, you mean NOT AT ALL, then yes, it is similar.
Savanna =/= San Francisco
The well manicured grass of the African savanna. Where are its denizens?
Oh, right. INSIDE. 
Giraffes are pretty cool. Tough to hate on 'em. 
"Yonder!"
Prey be THAT way!
Again, this dang peacock. 
Test your gorilla knowledge with this quiz that doesn't let you know whether your answers were correct or not. Argh! Why must you torment me so?! I must know the answers!!
After the zoo we headed over to Union Square. On our way, we the famous trolleys. The line for this was stupid, so I skipped it, although a big part of me wanted to catch this thing mid-sprint. 
Union Square...
I forgot what the Lonely Planet guide said about this thing in Union Square.
This public space brought to you by...MACY'S!
We were starving and after seeing all those animals at the zoo, I knew that I wanted a hearty meat-lovers dinner. On our way to this amazing Pakistani restaurant, we passed by this restaurant. The original perfect hamburger American & Chinese cuisine. It was tough to say no to that!
I realize this doesn't look appetizing but believe you me: it was delicious.
After dinner, we walked off the food by heading over to the City Hall area. During our approach, we started hearing some thumping bass music.
And we noticed this crowd...
What is going on...?
It's a freaking RAVE! In front of City Hall. Later on, Kaizar found out that it was some voter registration drive. Haha.
Kaizar ran into one of my friends there. Haha. This guy was a character: He had a court appearance there the next day as the lead defendant in a class action lawsuit against TransAmerica. 
Hmmm, should I get my rave on?
YES I WILL.
Haha. 
Taking one of the old thyme buses back to the apartment.
And then I freaked when I saw this old man. I don't know if any of you Columbia University readers recognize him, but I used to see him at Butler Library practically everyday. He would sit primarily in the lounge by the cafe with a huge stack of dusty old books. 
Kaizar's fancy bicycling shoes...
And my fancy bicycling shoes.
I seriously have not biked-biked since...college so I was slightly apprehensive. Good thing I had an awesome helmet. The hoodie over the helmet was my extra touch.
We rode by this museum. I actually did not go in because Kaizar the biking nazi wouldn't let me. "WE MUST BIKE MORE" he said. "Fine. Sheesh." I said.
After a nice moderately long ride, WE FUCKING MADE IT! WATER-HOOOOOO! I raise my bike triumphantly! I didn't die. San Francisco drivers: Ya'll a buncha pussies; New York drivers woulda definitely killed me.
We made it to the ocean. It looks...like the ocean on the East Coast. Oh well.
My alien head observing the beach.
Me and the Navigator.
Kaizar with his matching shiny silver helmet and shoes.
You heard me. Shiny fucking helmet...that's very lopsided.
Random windmill near the beach.
And then we biked by this farm where they harvest these animals, grind them up, and served in restaurants as "vegetarian meatballs that taste just like the real thing!"
Its backside. I know ONE of you is looking at this photo and getting excited. STOP IT. Deviant.
Kaizar's neighborhood subway stop. After a tiring ride and some resting at his apartment, we headed back out to Chinatown for dinner.
The Equinox in San Francisco is...very...grand.
We 
The leftovers. By the looks of this photo it looks like a bunch of 8 year old kids who don't like their vegetables ate here. No love for the broccoli apparently, which I blame solely on Akash as he is the resident vegetarian.
Haha. Kaizar got his I WILL KILL YOU look going on.
Akash is eating...just not broccoli.
Kaizar, Akash and I before we head out into the SF night. Where will it take us? At the time I knew not where.
P.S. Oh yea, they only brought out two fortune cookies. Hahaha.
While walking we came across this bus stop advertisement for the local zoo. Haha.
An antelope busting out a pained blue steele. Haha.
Akash is roadkill antelope (I think?).
James is affable antelope.
A sleeping security guard dreaming sweet dreams of Federal bailouts probably.
Me and Akash hetero-ally sharing one comfortable seat. It's fine.
The people for the night.
And then we hit the dance floor. Word to your mom.
AGAIN with the middler finger thing. SO RUDE. I really need to stop it. I apologize to you. And your mom.
What. The. Fuck. That girl was NOT with us and I don't recall seeing her at all. This is what happens when the camera is surrendered to amateurs. Horror is produced. I'm sure she's a perfectly nice and decent lady, but this is not flattering to that chick in the patterned outfit.
Yea, I got a haircut before I came out to SF.
Haha.
It doesn't look like any of us are having any fun.
A cheerful middle finger raised. I must stop.
I CAN'T STOP. I HAD to ruin this picture after I heard Kaizar say, "Here take a photo of JUST ME" and then he busts out this Crest Cheese Smile. I'm SORRY KAIZAR for ruining your photo!
After we left the lounge, we passed the same bank and saw a NEW security guard. This really excited me and Akash especially.
And we passed the same bus ad and made the girls get their photos taken with it.
She was not happy about this.
Sidewalk art.
US flag commemorating the events of 9/11.
Nothing screams relaxation like waiting for a flight at Newark Airport at 6 AM! Jealous? If not, you SHOULD have been.
My awesome $5 breakfast on Alaska Airlines. Jealous of this breakfast? If not, you SHOULD have been.
At the Seattle airport I discovered that my gate was located next to the 
Of course the one time my cell phone ran out of battery juice was on this morning, so I walked a bit in the terminal looking for an outlet to charge my cell phone. Exciting.
Palin Airlines. The most experienced airline in the WORLD.
Make-a-Wish that Wall Street recovers soon...
I was reading my Economist and really dug the cover to their technology section in this issue.
On approach to San Francisco airport.
I'M KIDDING. I LOVE IN-N-OUT and it's always the first place I want to go after I arrive in California. I got the double-double animal style 
Kaizar and his questionable alma mater allegiance as evidenced by his Stanford sweatshirt, a school that he has no affiliation with at all.
Kaizar and his roommates' nice apartment.
A few afternoon beers before heading out for dinner. Your random trivia of the day: Skol also happens to be a drinking toast in Danish.
Kaizar was taking a really long time drinking his Fernet. So I helped him by pouring some of my PBR into it. He was not pleased, but after some encouragement, i.e. challenging his manhood abilities, he was able to finish it.
PUMP IT UP YOU BITCH.
I was so exhausted after a grueling day of travel and passed the F out.