Mission Mission

Look at these incredibly good-looking, handmade-one-at-a-time-by-one-guy bags. The company is called Carsick Designs, and their wares will be for sale at the Bizarre Bazaar in Fort Mason all weekend. Get thee there!

Apparently, yes. Get thee to the Elbo Room, people.

[Thanks, DH!]

What is happening here? What is this curious body and how was somebody able to tag it?

[Photo by SF Gov]

And tonight at Mission Workshop you can see some, and maybe buy some, thereby helping some less fortunate folks:

The party starts in an hour and goes til 10. Further details here.

Happening now, according to the real Nick Fisher.

Nick Fisher, obviously)

UPDATE: More pics from Nick. And he adds: “Officer involved shooting @ Garfield Park. Two men hospitalized, pretty sure neither were cops”

MrEricSir thought those “My life is San Francisco, my home is Parkmerced” ads were dumb and came up with some of his own:

My life is waiting 45 minutes for the M Oceanview, my home is Parkmerced

My life is SFSU and smoking weed, my home is Parkmerced

My life is getting lost in traffic circles, my home is Parkmerced

I’m from a terrible central valley town named Modesto. Every time I see “Parkmerced” I think of the neighboring city of Merced and wonder why anyone would want that association. Just about the only thing it had going for it was the Fatty Mocha, an illegal coffee shop + punk venue + crash pad run by a stoner punk rocker named Darren. I had my first show ever there with my high school ska band. I also probably got drunk for the first time ever off beers he bought for us. Man, what happened to that guy?

Back to the subject: Why stop there? MrEricSir went on to come up with slogans for other ‘hoods:

My life is being invaded by the Chinese, my home is North Beach

My life is your art school, my home is Union Square

My life is SoCal, my home is the Marina

My life is a non-profit arts collective, my home is the Mission

Get the rest here. Or hell, comment with your own if you’re so smart.

[original photo by ATIS547]

Ice Tubes explains:

Fake Gucci watches and handbags are so 1980′s Ghostbusters-era New York City. Today, the hot sellers are ripoff North Face jackets [...]

Nice! “Faith” seems like an odd choice though: makes you think of religion, and sounds like a lisp. Why not just come right out and say it: “The North Fake”?

Read on.

Our pals at Mission Bicycle have teamed with Rickshaw Bagworks (makers of the Beerdolero) to launch their own custom messenger bag program that appeals to you, Mission boy/girl/other! You see, these bags, in addition to full color options, also offer intersection options. Pick your Mission intersection and it gets sewn on the bag. Go ahead, try to stump them with Lapidge and 19th.

These are also a bit more pimped out than your standard Zero Rickshaw bag, with added umbrella lining for waterproofiness. They also added buckles to the bag for you competitive overstuffers, as well as the extras of a stabilizing cross strap, pen holder, inside zippered pocket, card holder, etc.

They go for $89 and 99 (medium/large), but tonight they are 10% as part of the Mission Block Party.

I checked through some municipal codes, and I’m happy to report that this move is legit. DPT is bound by law to honor it, I swear. Go to town.

[Photo by Miscellaziness]

In Missed Connections last night, a post called mission girls appeared. It is a five-point examination of everything that’s wrong with Mission girls. Here’s part of it:

can only achieve sexual pleasure through degradation. look, i’m happy if you want me to call you a slut, pull your hair and slap you in the face while fucking you SOMETIMES. i’d like a self-respecting, less violent fuck periodically. (this is why you have more one night stands than relationships and why you only end up in relationships with assholes, in case you were wondering.)

A few hours later, a post called mission boys popped up. Written by the same person? Written as a response? You be the judge:

can only achieve sexual pleasure through degrading other people. look, i’m happy if you want to call me a slut, pull my hair and slap me in the face while fucking SOMETIMES. i’d like a self-respecting, less violent fuck periodically. (this is why you have more one night stands than relationships and why you only end up in relationships with bitches, in case you were wondering.)

Aww. Is it all true? The sex stuff? The style stuff? The taste stuff?

We’ll have the full posts after the jump in case they disappear…

[via A Beautiful Life]

[Photo by Carina]

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