Mission Mission

You can retrieve your Aftershox disc on the sidewalk of 23rd St. between Valencia and San Jose.

PHINEAS: You will likely need to burn Jon a new CD.

Broke-Ass Stuart alerts us to El Rio‘s 31st anniversary party.  Tonight at 8 p.m. and free!

“Bands/Dj’s, BBQ, Games and You!”, their website reads.

Happy birthday to this neighborhood institution!

Muy Pronto!  Pan de Muerto!

Window of the Panaderia near 24th St. BART.

Death bread!  Clearly a Dia de los Muertos delicacy!  I turned to Wikipedia (the authority on Mexican culture) for some education, but alas, the entry is paltry.  I did, however, appreciate their description: “a soft bread shaped like a bun with bone like pieces.”

Why doesn’t anyone ever bake bread shaped like this?:

Thanks to Rachel for sending in!

Daaang.  Joshua writes in with a treatise on Blondies’ Bar & No Grill, Mission bars in gen, and his band Neighbors.  Sometimes these posts just write themselves, people:

have you guys ever been to blondies?

the band Little Wings played there last sunday night, pretty amazing set, for such a small place, they’ve got an amazing sound system. They’re more known for their martinis than the live shows they put on but their promoter, Alex Gallagher has been putting on some big name acts mixed in with local bands that aren’t doing that whole “GARAGE / NOISE” bs, musicians more interested in music than hipsters.

The martinis are amazing though, stuffed olives (ginger / jalapeno / bleu cheese & some other stuff I can’t remember), they use top shelf gins & serve it in a 16oz glass for 11 bucks. Which means you can split it up into two drinks, one for you & one for someone special.

Mainly, I wanted to show you guys this.

that’s the flier for the show being put on by Blondies next

sunday, October 25th.

Ashley, Eden & myself are in the band called Neighbors.

We’ve been playing around lately, Kimos, the Knockout,

last thursday, the Hemlock. Even still, we like Blondies

best, it has the mission feel without any of the pretense that

one might recieve if youwere to say, wear the wrong style

jacket into the Knockout. NO THANKS!!!! you know?

its just a good neighborhood bar, like El Rio.

Whew. Feel free to wear whatever style jacket you want at Blondies’ while slammin back an $11 double.

Thanks for writing in, J! And way to sell an idea. I actually had no idea Blondies’ put on shows.

This guy was selling poems at 16th Street BART last night:

The sign inside his typewriter case said “Pick a subject and price then get a poem.”

I’m pretty sure I tried this one as a young lass, with no luck (newsflash: my poems were shitty).  Judging by the crowd surrounding this young poet, he’s doing much better than I ever did.

What do you suppose the most popular poem topic was?  Probably healthcare.

Oh geez.  Would you look at this?

This insane flash flood’s  going down at 18th and Shotwell!

Thanks to Chris for sending in the footage. Chris writes:

A co-worker and I were running back to the office after lunch when a flash flood stopped us at 18th and Shotwell. Manhole covers were pushed aside as water gushed from the street. Bad day to not have boots!

DAAAAAAAMN!!!!!!!!  THIS IS SOME NOAH ARK’S SHIT!

SF Doc Fest is in full effect!

I read through some of the film descriptions and Waiting for Hockney, in particular, caught my eye.  Here’s a synopsis from the site:

Back in the ’90s, illustrator Billy Pappas had a portrait idea to wow the world. The only problem was that it would require a 20x magnifying glass to draw, for seven hours a day, for the next eight and a half years. After four years, he creates a sling system to overcome arm fatigue. After five years, his family and friends fear for his sanity. On top of this near-impossible endeavor, he’s determined to show his masterpiece to the famous and reclusive modern artist David Hockney, the one person that Billy believes can justify a decade of work. A film of both nail-biting suspense and pure old-fashioned grit.

Tonight at 9:15 at the Roxie!  $11, dudes.

Did you ever see that Daniel Johnston documentary?  DJ’s obsession with Laurie reminds me of the Hockney fixation described above.

Hockney is this guy, btw:

Go see it!

I was alerted to this Safewaygirl’s Safeway deals blog today, which consists pretty much entirely of what’s on sale at Safeway, with enthusiastic commenteary interspersed.   I was initially ready to write it off as a snooze, until I noticed the 40¢ mac & cheese.  Stoked!

Other good deals, too, and nicely categorized. I tend to forget there’s a Safeway in the Mission, but perhaps I’ll stroll in this evening after work and – - OH NO I’VE BEEN VIRALLY MARKETED TO!!!!!!!!!!!!

Oliva sends in another tree mishap on 22nd and Folsom:

Now, how the frank are we expected to move our vintage Volkswagen bugs when they’re all covered with fallen trees?

Well, yeah:

(Sorry about that)

SMASH!

Fallen tree near 17th and Guerrero.

Thanks to Afonso for the pic.