Mission Mission

Somehow I didn’t know that Troy Holden has a tumblr. It’s full of gems like this breathtaking shot of local pigeon whisperer Swan, and I don’t know why he isn’t racking up thousands of “likes” per post. Go follow him, if you’re into this internet stuff.

Be sure to check out the documentary on Swan, while you’re at it.

The last edition of American Tripps was another smashing success. Here’s some proof — in glorious black and white — courtesy of our pal Joshua Cobos:

See the whole album here. (Tag yourself, tag your friends.) And do RSVP and invite your friends to the next American Tripps, which is coming up on Friday, September 2nd.

And then you suck it out with a straw? Fair.

(Thanks, Melena!)

Company mascot? I think I might be interested in investing in this company.

(This item comes to us via the official Mission Mission Facebook wall. Thanks, Cowen!)

When traveling to exotic locales (like Orange County), it’s always amusing to see what passes for adequate representation of your home. Thus it was with cautious enthusiasm that we ambled in to the Alcatraz Brewing Company to sample the fare.

Sadly, our misgivings turned out to be correct, as the menu featured the same basic sandwiches, salads, and sides that can be found at any surburban eatery, although I must admit that the sweet potato fries were quite on point (especially with the accompanying melted marshmallow cinnamon dip). But I’m not going to sit here and sneer like an entitled local; they did the best they could for how much they care.

What I can bitch about, however, is their very un-SF happy hour policy. We arrived just after 6 in the midst of a 4-7 happy hour but were told by the hostess that the happy hour section was full but that we could sit in the regular section. The only catch was that this was the “sad hour” area, as all of our drinks would be regular price.

“So lemme get this straight,” I said, “those folks in the table FIVE FEET away from us get their beers for $3 while ours cost $6?”  The hostess animatedly replied, “Of course, that’s how happy hour works everywhere! That’s how it works at El Torito!”

El Torito. That’s how it works at El Torito. Well then!

It’s good to be back.

When trying to take advantage of the Dolores Park 2-for-$5 cold beer special, try to pay with smaller bills, as handing over a twenty will net you a most unsightly pile of gross, bunched up ones and fives from the cavernous pockets of Cold Beer (no water) himself, stuffed unceremoniously into your outstretched hand.

Let’s just say you wouldn’t want to insuffolate any substances through these babies…

Forget your lock and your buddy’s U-lock wont fit around both of your frames? Try this method, which was observed at Make-Out Room last night:

Be sure you have secure bolts on those wheels, though. Otherwise someone might quick release your rear wheel and Mission Mission may pose for a team photo in front of your bike while you look on dejectedly.

Dan sends us word of his new project, OldSF.org, which overlays 13,000 images from the San Francisco Public Library’s Historical Photograph Collection with their locations on a map of San Francisco. The result? A time-travelling google street view.

Spend a couple of hours on it today and impress your friends this weekend at Dolores Park with a snide “man, this place was cooler when it was a refugee camp.”

Animal throne thrown away.