Stupid thoughts or stuff I did

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   Sun, September 30, 2007 - 1:51 PM
So... ever since I moved to Golden Hill and have been driving up and down 30th/Fern St., I have been meaning to stop by "Ray's Liquor Center" to see if they sell T-shirts. The other liquor stores in the neighborhood don't seem to carry their own shirts, so I thought it was a long shot. Well, this afternoon, I'm driving by, wanting a Mtn. Dew, so I purposely pulled in.

The owner was there wearing a collared shirt, and I didn't see any T-shirts on display behind the counter. He said "Hi, how are you doing?" and seemed to have a foreign accent. So, I thought I was out of luck. As I was about to pay for the Mtn. Dew (by the way, I saw they only had diet Mtn. Dew in bottles, and have no idea why that even exists) when out of the corner of my eye, I saw the T-shirts. I went over there, and found one my size, yes! Asked him how much they were, and he was like $4.99 to $5.99, and I'm thinking, no way, he should be charging at least $35. Anyway, he then tells me that he sells a lot of them, along with sweatshirts, etc. I tell him with a stupid grin, "it's because of the awesome name", he doesn't even flinch. He then goes into the quality of the shirts, etc., and talks about the "winter line" coming out - more sweatshirts and stuff.

I love it.

Now, I have to hit Santa Barbara, I believe, as my friend Julie said that there was a store up there that sells T-shirts called "Liquor Box"

- well, there you go, another deep insightful blog post from me in the same week.



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Tue, October 2, 2007 - 9:38 PM
Rays Liqs
Holy fuck! about a million years ago (1992) I used to live three doors down from that place. It was a "nice" liquor store and well, it was just up the street so I would almost nightly stop by to browse the aisles and chit the chat with the owner. He was of mid eastern extraction, and I remember one conversation pretty well when we were talkin and a couple of gang attired folks came in with an intense nervous and somewhat confused vibe and I thought he was going to get robbed. He just got real loud and rude with them and they went. I asked him if he often got robbed, and he showed my his kung fu moves such as projecting his foot at least a foot past the customer side of the counter and just holding it there as he spoke. Also, plenty of wood dowels and sticks he had stashed around his cashier area each explained of their particular purpose. There is a laundromat across the street that still has plastered on it's front window an ad for "tripble" load laundry for a buck, a misspelling that has endured the decade and half of gentrification that has swept the area. There is a tough crime ridden area up here that is in the sights of the re-fying-gents, and it abuts the train yard where there is an orchestra of trains hitching together (loud) and horns and of course the thunderous engines all night every night.....Hmmm Let's call it the "Trainsong District" and so they did.


Thu, October 4, 2007 - 3:51 AM
Sound's like the same guy - and I'm still convinced that he has no idea why people want to buy his shirts. "Liquor center" way more subdued than those "Kum-n-go" gas stations in the Rockies.