Mission Mission

It’s a pretty simple concept, yet for some reason this remains one of the most bizarre promotional videos I’ve ever seen. I think our Tumblr buddy More Than Most says it best:

What the fuck?

Exactamundo. Watch it if you dare:

http://vimeo.com/20724535

[via MTM]

UPDATE: Apparently the video no longer exists. It was a promo for some kind of new Playboy show. I’m not going to try to find it.

Reader Marco suggests this alternative, and our Tumblr offers another great screenshot.

UPDATE: Jacobe found the real thing! Here it is.

What a shot! (The first one. The second one is kind of a yawner.)

This is why you should be hanging out at Thieves Tavern during the day.

You know how you’ve been meaning to go to Dollar Day at Golden Gate Fields for like a hundred years and you’ve still never been? You should go finally, seriously. I did recently, and it was a lovely day.

The photo ops are plentiful:

The ponies are majestic:

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Start saving up your toilet paper tubes, Boxwars 2011 is on March 11th, this time at an indoor venue.

Boxwars is back in 2011 at CellSpace with punk tunes by Bum City Saints, The 132 and Not Even a Mouse.

Doors at 8pm, corrugated chaos sometime later.

Want to participate? Email fightorberecycled@gmail.com or just show up ready to fight (or be recycled).

Free entry for Boxwarriors, $7 for spectators.

Invite friends: http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=136040386463111

Smashsmash,
CorrugatedRobot

ps: We’ll be returning to Dolores Park this summer, but the weather is too unreliable this time of year.

Here’s a recap of last year’s event in Dolores Park, including a cleanup and lawn sledding montage!

Previously:

Way Better Boxwars 2011 video

Boxwars 2010

Gnarly!

Two conclusions from today’s 77-degree day:

• Climate change is real
• Most of you don’t care about football

[photo by potential past]

New routes? Dude, gnarly. Looks like Valencia Cliffs has some compe-tish.

[Photo by We Built This City]

Previously:

You Bluntslid Dolores Park, What Was That Like?

Busted up sports trophies were strewn all up and down a section of York Street last night. It was not a pretty sight.

Once upon a time, 1999 seemed like the distant future. Now it’s ancient history.

The copy reads, “Until there’s a cure, Tim Lincecum throws strikes.”

So, if somebody cures AIDS tomorrow, no more strikes? Seems like a powerful disincentive.

How about, “Until there’s a cure, Tim Lincecum sits on the bench”? That might get it done, right?