Via Christopher F. Smith.
Come help Noelle & Shawn end AIDS by biking a really long distance. Dance with My First Earthquake, Total B.S. (Bob Seeger cover band), Sir Salvatore and DJ Jackie Sugarlumps.
The Secret Alley is at 180 Capp Street near 17th.
This happens tonight. Saturday. April 3rd. 8 pm.
Just imagine how excited this sign would be if it heard about David Duchovny pinball!
Previously:
Bummer dudes, the annual Easter Sunday Dolores Park Hunky Jesus Competition has moved to the Eureka Valley Recreation Center at 100 Collingwood, between 18th and 19th St.
No word on whether or not you can put down a blanket, bring your dog, and sip a tall boy of Tecate out of a paper bag there, but don’t count on it.
(Thanks Laurie)

Adrienne the other day had a troubling encounter with an SFPD officer behind the wheel of an unmarked police sedan, allegedly. According to Adrienne, he cut her off, she expressed her frustration, and then he said, “Shut your fucking mouth bitch or I’ll knock your off your bike,” and proceeded to drive alongside her in a threatening and erratic manner down a section of Valencia Street.
Read the full account, and pay attention to the comments.
[via Streetsblog]

As you can see, that mural we looked at yesterday got a little out of control.
Photo by createdbyanna.
(P.S. You guys, I’m pumped. I just spelled annihilated right on the first try for the first time in my life. This is even better than aficionado!)
If it wasn’t for those snooping hipsters. Someone forgot to properly U-lock this puppy to the parking meter, and any unscrupulous customer could’ve come along and gotten a free sweatshirt. Folks, secure your fixies AND your fidos.
[Found on Valencia near 20th St.]
Previously:
Maybe if the UK wasn’t banning American Apparel’s fun all the time, its tights-loving citizenry wouldn’t lose their minds so bad.
Good thing we don’t have to worry about anything like this happening in the Mission.
Also, what’s with those sissy bobbies? SFPD would have fucked that guy up!
(Thanks, Al!)