Mission Mission

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Last Friday the San Francisco Guardian Angels did their first night patrol in The Mission. It was led by the New Generation of angels, who are still in their teens. As their chapter leader says “their code names speak for themselves”:
1. Scorpion, 2nd In Command
2. Apache, Sergeant
3. NEMO, Corporal
4. Matador
5. Sonic
6. Puma
7. Robo Cop
8. Breaker
9. Maverick

Read the details of how the youth-led patrol went and check out the pictures on their blog.

UPDATE!!! This show is FREE, so pick up your FREE TICKETS from that place I told you about during those times that I mentioned.  Hopefully they’re not all gone yet!

@Noisepopfest has the scoop on a little show that is happening right here in the Mission at the good ol’ Victoria Theater, starring 7×7 faves the Dodos.  If you’re like me, you haven’t been to that place since you saw a smashing rendition of The Who’s Tommy, complete with onstage band playing all the hits.

Even if their popcorn isn’t necessarily as scrumptious as the stuff from the Roxie, it’s still pretty damn classy inside.  Get your tickets from 9am-2pm beginning Thursday and through Saturday here:

[Latte Photo by Premshree Pillai]

Previously:

Popcorn Party

In this video, Lesch from the California Honeydrops (with bonus Quinn Deveaux on the tub bass!) talks about playing music in BART stations. I was really interested to hear how he has found that he could tell exactly what kind of day the passengers have had just by looking at their faces.

As a daily commuter, I know regularly I barrel past buskers without even giving them a glance, even if I really dig what they’re doing. Maybe it’s because I think I’m in a hurry. Maybe it’s because I really have had a shitty day. Or maybe it’s because I don’t have any singles or I don’t feel like tipping. At any rate, I think I’ll be more conscious of it in the future.

There, now aren’t you glad that dude’s balls are no longer the topmost post? I am.

Reader Moderniste had a run-in with some huge nuts on the 22 the other day, and wrote about it on Violation Report:

The bus was full, and I really needed to sit down. And this prince of a guy was “saving” the last available seat for his apparently HUGE testicles.

Bravely, I tried to wedge myself into the 8 inches of seat left, thinking that my difficulty in trying to sit down would clue him in to moving aside a bit. (And mind you, I am a very thin person.) Alas, this Alpha Male cared more about his outsized genitalia than my comfort. So I stood back up and snapped his picture

Thanks, M!

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BART Boner

California Sunshine this afternoon presents a quick little play possibly about relationships. It’s called A and B and it starts like this:

A and B are standing in a room with a couch, a coffee table, a book shelf and a TV. A and B can be any pair- an adult and a child, a man and a woman, two men or two women.

A: I don’t want to fight.

B: I don’t either.

A: Good.

B: OK, we’re done fighting.

A: Great.

B: Wait, but we didn’t finish anything.

Read on, if you dare.

Photo by H. Jews.

Previously:

California Sunshine Live at Amnesia

Incoherent Ramblings made this monstrosity last summer. And we might never have known about it had reader Emily not spoken up. Thanks, Emily!

Previously:

Narwhal Free-For-All

Insert your own “bland pattern on your back” or “nude men on your face” gag here.

Link.

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Speedo Squad

Shortly after reading my thinly-vieled plea to reinstate the Beerdolero, the fine folks at Rickshaw Bagworks invited me down to: A. Obtain a hand-made Beerdolero. B. Tour of their facilities in the SF’s Dogpatch district (allegedly named by a drunkard). C. Dance an Irish jig for them (no joke).

The Beerdolero works great. It is a velcro-secured sleeve that you can attach to any strap, including the one affixed to your Gibson Flying V. Cans fit very snugly into the sturdy loops and wont fall out. It does weigh down the front a bit, so it helps if you are carrying something in the bag to counter-balance.

So why do you want this, aside from the fact that it completes your hipster douche outfit? First of all, this may be the only one you’ll ever see. You can’t buy it from Rickshaw because they only offer them as promotional items. It’s also clear that your beer-carrying situation is dire. How dire? Well, you’re gonna have to tell us… with poetry:

Post a haiku lament about your current beverage transport methods. Be sure to use a real email address in your comment. The best haiku, judged somewhat arbitrarily by us and Rickshaw, wins the Beerdolero. You have until Friday, 3pm to submit

Oh yeah, it’s probably bad to encourage drinking and cycling, so be sure to load this baby up with, uh, Hansen’s if you’re gonna hop on the bike.

Thanks to Lisa, Kati and the rest of the gang at Rickshaw Bagworks for being awesome. Rickshaw Bags is an environmentally conscious and completely local company that puts out super high-quality customized stuff. Be sure to stop by and say hi to them.

Update: Kati says that “Beerdoilero” should be spelled “Beerdolero”.

Also, more about the Beerdolero from Mark Dwight at Rickshaw Bagworks!

I just wanted to give a little background on our Beerdalero… we made the first three Beerdaleros for our company debut at Interbike 2008, just for fun, and raffled one each day at our booth. We have never made it available for purchase. For one thing, it takes about 2 hours to make a Beerdalero — and we make them right here in SF — so they would be ridiculously expensive at retail. Besides, not everything needs to be commercially exploited. We prefer to make just a few now and then for special occasions and special friends — like Mission Mission. Happy Cinco de Mayo! -Mark

Here’s the rather obscure Vertigo snippet that Roger Ebert alluded to yesterday. So there you have it, in 1958 the Mission was considered “Skid Row”. Either that, or Hitchcock was a total wuss. In any case, we’re renaming the blog to “Skid Row Skid Row”.

Mock Duck posted a higher quality .mov of it in the original thread.

Previously:

Ebert Thinks the Mission is SF’s ‘Skid Row’

Another alleged Banksy in the Mission seems to have been defaced, but this time was also re-faced as notable protester of nothing in particular Frank Chu.  I definitely prefer this to some relatively unknown graffiti artist attaching his own stuff onto Banksy pieces in order to garner free publicity, but it could all just be another Laughing Squid prank.

[Photo by catiemagee, via Laughing Squid]

Previously:

Monks Love Banksy Too

Banksy Fever Continues!

Definitely Not Banksy

San Francisco Has Banksy Fever!

Did Troy Holden Find Another Banksy?

Banksy Loves Denim