Mission Mission

[via Jess]

Six gins and tonics, one SFist editor.

(And a great DJ from BFF and an expert event planning staff from The Bold Italic and beautiful weather from the universe.)

Thanks for the taste, Tsar Nicoulai!

Local bug hunter David Enos reports on this season’s particularly wicked strain of mosquito:

The mosquitoes have been out of control this year, worst in town since 2007.  I used to be an expert – I could jump directly up to the ceiling with an open palm and they’d be dead before they could move.  I can never seem to find them anymore.  I circle the bed in my undershirt like someone’s insane father.  A lady tries to pull the comforter up enough to block all the harsh overhead lights I’ve turned on.  I give up.  We both wake with bites everywhere, on jawlines, foreheads, insides of the wrists.  I finally found one, a few days ago, behind boxes in the hallway.  It was mid-day and he did not expect to be caught.  Smashed into blood, our blood, like a vampire in the basement. [link]

Congrats on your kill, David. But yeah, they’re intense this year, right?

UPDATE: OH SHIT

Whenever someone asks me why I love living in SF, a hundred reasons pop into my head, but one of the most compelling is the fact that on any given night there’s always a bunch of rad stuff going on to check out. It doesn’t matter if it’s a Tuesday or a Friday; you can always find some scene, show, or activity that suits your fancy (for the time being, at least).

Case in point, tonight at El Rio there’s a sweet show with Sweat Lodge and friends along with a cool community-building art exhibit featuring a bunch of local artists. Instead of constantly complaining about the degradation of community in the neighborhood, take some time to do something to help shape it!

Check out owl the details here!

In a multimedia slideshow called “Weeping for the Life and Death of the Mission District,” Sarah McClure of Mission Local talks to a number of locals preparing altars for the upcoming holiday. Several of them mention the death of the Mission, or the death of the Mission they once knew.

One of them put Mark Zuckerberg’s face on Jesus.

And:

[via Nattles]

That first one is called the “All-American” and the second one is the “Hot Wes” (a classier take on Jack in the Box’s “Hot Mess”). Both are available at WesBurger, a popup burger joint now open on Sunday nights in the Mission. They’ve been a huge success on Wednesday nights at Mojo on Divisadero, and now you can find them closer to home at Mr. Pollo, 2823 Mission, Sunday nights, 6-10pm. Plus, they deliver to Blind Cat AND Virgil’s Sea Room. Burgertime!!!!!!!!!

Here’s the inside of the “All-American”:

And here’s a fried-green-tomato appetizer:

And here’s Chef Wes hard at work at Mr. Pollo last Sunday:

He’s a burger genius, I’m telling you.

Public Service Announcement: We can't eat at St. Francis Fountain today because of HBO pic.twitter.com/pG4v772B0G

— Allan Hough (@missionmission) October 17, 2013