Spotted on Valencia Street. Adding this to my collection.
UPDATE: Levi’s ad campaign. I am a tool.
Local artist Mike Giant has a solo show opening in Milan next week. This diagram just might be part of the fun. (Click to enlarge.)
Accurate? How many of you girls wear panties? Fuck on a first date? Hate television? (Even Glee?)
[via wombatbiker]
Previously:

Usually I read Herb Caen quotes and I’m like, “Whatever, old dude!!” And don’t get me wrong, I totally still had that reaction when I read the following, but it did give me pause:
Some people become San Franciscans almost immediately, feeling the poetry, sensing the specialness, seeing what makes the city great, boning up on the history and walking the streets with glamorous ghosts at their elbows. Others can live here all their lives and never get the message.
It’s cute I guess. But is it this black and white, or are there lots of in-betweens? What of the people that feel the poetry only after years and years? What of the people that think they get the message but really don’t? And those that see what makes the city great but are still compelled to leave? (Like our buddy Katherine who posted this quote earlier.)
And which are you?
Photo by Luc Kordas.
Hot on the killer heels of her last epic retail discovery, San Francisco’s own Penelope Popsicle has struck gold again, thrice!
Do click through and blow up her photo of this Dolly doll to its full resolution. It’s an exquisite shot of an exquisite product. Then there’s this novelty key chain of some kind of serpent-man fucking a human female midget doggystyle on the barrel of some kind of blunderbuss. What now? Also, a bucket of deer heads is always good.
I can’t quite tell if this epic Sirron Norris painting is a paean to Muni past or a biting critique into present Muni woes.
(Is that a 26 Valencia floating off into the sunset? All I know is I’m loving that pickup truck.)
More Sirronographs on Telstar Logistics’ Flickr feed. Or visit the new Sirron Norris gallery on 26th and Valencia.
Hey, fuck you Bobby Flay. I thought it was jacked up how you jumped up on your cutting board and “raised the roof” after the iron chef competition against Morimoto. Then after you lost, you did it again in Japan on his home turf during the rematch! That time, you knew that knives and cutting boards are sacred to the Japanese. Way to shit on an entire culture, troll.
Did you know this guy doesn’t even have a high school education? Seriously, he dropped out of HS when he was 17! And get this, he’s being sued by former employees for some shitty labor practices like unfair tip pooling, failure to pay overtime, and refusing to pay legitimate employee incurred expenses! Pretty uncool if you ask me.
This is why you should root for Miguel Escobido from Papalote (24th and Valencia) when he squares off in a burrito battle against Flay on Wednesday’s Throwdown With Bobby Flay. That, and no one makes a better burrito than the Mission (okay, maybe Mexico).
The throwdown airs at 10pm Wednesday 2/17. Set your VCRs. More details here.
In case you missed the announcements, contests are underway right here on Mission Mission to win tickets to three upcoming Noise Pop events:
1. !!! (chkchkchk) w/ Maus Haus, Sugar & Gold, My First Earthquake
2. The Limousines w/ Wallpaper, Butterfly Bones, Battlehooch
Clearly our taste in music is catching on. DJ Bazooka Joe just got in touch to tell us about his new gig:
I’ve got a night at the Elbo Room, spinning glam rock, bubblegum, and powerpop. It’s rock music that doesn’t get played out too often, but it’s actually pretty OK for dancing. Sweet, Slade, Cheap Trick, Dwight Twilley, Mud, Suzi Quatro, Roxy Music, Soft Boys, to name a few – basically the best of the UK 1971-75, and the US 1977-80.
I’ve got two mixes and all the info up on my website.
Joe rocks Elbo Room TONIGHT starting at 9:30 — and it’s FREE.