Mission Mission

I took BART today for the first time in ages, and was immediately reminded that A.) I do not like being in a small crowded areas with people picking their nose next to me, B.) I really need to fix my bike brake, and C.) didn’t they release some study a few weeks ago about fecal matter on BART seats OHMYGOD no one touch me.

After scrubbing my hands raw, I came across this completely AWESOME solution to our BART bacterial bacchanal:

How nifty is this? Ishknits, a knitting connoisseur based in Philly, needs to come to San Francisco ASAP and help us with our small, possibly outbreak-esqe problem and hook us up with some knit seat covers!

[via Wooster]

If you’re feeling extra nerdy today and looking for some cheap beer, Pi Bar has priced all of their draught beers for only $3.14 all day long.  A pretty legit deal for some great microbrew beers, especially on a rainy Monday like today and you’re still waiting for that check your mom sent you to clear.  Just saying.

Like Pi Bar on Facebook for more updates such as this.

But the question is, are they still good to eat?  Coming home at 3am from a ’90s flashback gone right, you start to wonder these things.

Obviously you’ve heard about the horrible news coming in from Japan by now, and may have even gone out to Ocean Beach to check out the 4 foot waves that are rolling in as we speak (how do you determine which waves are tsunami waves versus normal ones when they’re average height, anyone know?)  If you want to donate to help the people affected by this tragedy, please do yourself a favor and go through a reputable charity and not a random URL you found on Facebook or Twitter.

Here is a link (and another one here) you can check out if you need to get your Good Samaritan vibes flowing. (And be sure to slap this post all over Facebook and Twitter, for people to find randomly.) Remember kids, stay away from the water’s edge, keep an emergency safety kit handy just in case, and stop texting me “ARE YOU OK, TSUNAMI IN SF??”  if you’re on the East Coast – I’m fine, thanks.

[Image via YouTube]

True story – Benny and his designer duds are saying goodbye to his eponymous retail store on 21st and Capp in mid-April in favor of a bigger, swankier spot somewhere on 16th.  Straight from his website:

As much as we love our current store we have outgrown it in a short amount of time. I can’t wait to show you the new space! The store buildout is coming along nicely and we are set to move next month… it is going to be great! Thank you for all the support that has made this possible and we hope to see you at our grand opening party!

Two things: 1.) Pumped that he’s crushing it and that business is booming; great to see an SF local do big things, and 2.) Would it be appropriate if I wear my gold leggings to the opening? I’m thinking yes.

Previously:

• Staying Gold with Benny Gold

If you want to celebrate the boozy holiday known as Fat Tuesday, and still don’t know where you can go to get your fill of revelry tonight, here are some options for you to possibly check out:

• The Front Porch – Doing a straight up Louisiana style shrimp boil, Abita Beer on tap, live jazz for everyone.
• Andalu – Fat Taco Tuesday.  $1 tacos, masks and beads.
• Elbo Room – Fat Tuesday Carnival party with some killer beats and dancing
• 3300 Club – They’ll be serving Mission-style Hurricanes.  Yum.

If you’re just looking for some beads and a cold one, I’m sure you can walk into any bar and find at least one person down to share the bon temps with you. Enjoy your hangover tomorrow!

[Thanks Corntard and Internet!]

I came across this love note at 19th and Valencia earlier this week, and thought to myself, “Concise, gets the message out there — could do better.” Is this really the way gentlemen are courting ladies these days?

I have some advice for our graffiti Cyrano de Bergerac: chicks love the sonnets. Here — I even started one for you to help you in your quest for Becca’s love… and other things:

My dearest Becca, without whom this wall would be blank and nothingness.  My love is as deep and permanent as this sharpie pen in which I use to shout to all, “I love thee my darling, and I’m really good at sex, so, you know, call me”

Your move, Romeo (unless anyone else can do better).