Mission Mission

Jared Leto.  Definitely Jared Leto.

(Sign at the J&J Salon on Mission/24th)

Peep this!: no one who writes Mission Mission* owns a real camera.  Clearly we love lo-fi photography, but occasionally it would be nice to have a dSLR to take pictures with.  Since we already have our two strikes, we cannot risk getting caught breaking down the door to Ritz with baseball bats, so looks like we’re going to try and buy one all legit.  This, and other future upgrades (hint!), cannot always be done for free.  Time to raise money and have fun at the same time.

• Afterparty at Bender’s featuring swag, cakepops, tamales, brownies, grilled food, PBR, and some dumb-ass passed out in the bathroom.
• Prizes from Headline Shirts, Rickshaw Bagworks, Self Edge, the U.S. Federal Reserve and others!
• We’ll also be raffling off a hella badass matte black Valencia Frame from Mission Bicycle Company.  All participants are thrown in the raffle.

Sunday October 4th.  All the awesome details are here.

We have a facebook event too.  Yes, facebook events are lame as shit, but it would be nice to know how much food to bring.  Oh, the horror.

* except Ariel.  Damn edge cases

This poor cat looks like it is about to be molested.

Corinna, everybody’s favorite Greek Mission resident, is currently spending a month in Europe, where she has already had to bear witness to the most disturbing trend in European animal cruelty.  We all hope she’s okay.

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Drew, whom is still one of my favorite SF bloggers, had a net-level run-in with some strangers outside his apartment:

…so as I continue to walk up the stairs, the guy and his friend are walking awfully close to me. Don’t get me wrong, I like to hold hands with strangers and even get freaked from behind by them like at the Prom during slow jamz (the use of the letter “z” in the word “jamz” should be mandatory). But it felt a little weird. So I do the awkward scared white guy thing and just walk a little faster while also thinking in my head about how they teach girls to carry their keys in between their knuckles as a weapon in case of rape. I’m not sure that’s an “awkward white guy” thing as much as it’s a “really? you thought of how to not get raped?” thing.

So as I’m walking up to my apartment, I just casually walk in to my place and go to get a glass of water. And at this moment, I realize that one of the guys is in my kitchen. And at this moment, I realized I was their drug dealer.

Read on.

Previously on Mission Mission:

• Drew Goes to Dolores Park

This is the name of your new band.

But, really, I was just thinking if anyone had anything that you wanted to throw away, I know a place.

I quickly swung by Dolores Park last night and noticed “the soccer field” was sectioned off with yellow tape.  Are they finally fixing the irrigation?  Maybe it was a crime scene?

When I got my sandwich, I was so damn hungry that I forgot to take a photo. Tears.

Hot tip!: Mai is now selling Banh Mi sandwiches.  Not only is there a tasty vegan version, it’s her mother’s recipe.  Mothers always make delicious food (except my mother.  Sorry Mom!), so you know it is good.

Critical Datas:

• $7 limited delivery
• Made with love and rat poison*
• Vegan / veggie / meat versions
• Meat changes weekly
• twitter

Full disclosure: I ate this sandwich for free.  Anyone who wants me to hawk their wares on the blog, I take bribes in all forms (although I cannot promise I won’t be honest.  Brutally honest).

* rat poison is opt-in only

Everyone’s favorite one-trick pony will be performing live  at the Make-Out Room for four days straight starting this Sunday!

Hey now! It’s Jonathan Richman!

This manchild will be playing mere blocks from your home September 20th-23rd, so catch him while he’s hot.

Do you care?  Did you ever?  San Franciscans often shit humongous bricks over this guy, I’m curious to hear if this is still the case.

Official Mission Mission file photo of me. I enjoy lying on the floor of Tartine Bakery and having photos of me uploaded to flickr that make me look high.

Looks like I am Broke-ass of the week, which means you can read a little about my marginally interesting life, retch at my failed attempts at humor, and see me leverage my psychic abilities.  Ain’t self-promotion fun?

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Prior Broke-Asses on Mission Mission:

• Allan
• Brock
• Laura
• Frat-party

Green & Tonic is having a pub crawl this Saturday, September 19th through the three “greenest” bars in the Mission: Doc’s Clock, Casanova, and Elixir.

The start-up works with bars to reduce waste, water, and energy usage, and to encourage them to carry local and sustainable brews and spirits.

The event – called the Get Zerowasted Pub Crawl – starts at Doc’s at 4 p.m., moves to Casanova at 5:30, then ends at Elixir at 7.  Included: drink discounts, a green auction, a sustainable scavenger hunt.

Interesting idea for an organization – so bourgie boho!  And I’m curious to hear how they came up with Doc’s Clock, Casanova, and Elixir as our three greenest bars.

One time I saw a naked girl wearing only high heels sitting at the bar at Doc’s.  I guess that’s pretty green.