Mission Mission

Yesterday I went rummaging through my Twitter archives (had to request and download a special .csv file and everything) looking for an ancient tweet about NOFX so I could make fun of Yoshi’s, and I got to thinking it could be fun to revisit some old Mission Mission stuff more regularly. So here we go. This was our third tweet ever:

on our way to CELLspace to watch Cardburg get destroyed

— Mission Mission (@missionmission) April 18, 2008

Cardburg, you ask? Why, it was a miniature cardboard city that existed for a short while, here in the Mission:

Pretty cool, right? See more pics here.

And here’s a video I shot. Videos were long back in ’08, I guess. (Where was Vine when you needed it?) But do stick around to hear the cardboard crab shriek at the end:

And they’re available every day! You can get one of these whenever you want! Yum!!!

[via Lizzy]

Local blogger anadromy experienced some deep thoughts while observing a pair of twentysomething dudes on the 47 the other day:

Both of them had their noses buried in their phones. Just as I was about to get off, they noticed each other and said what’s up. From the way they interacted, it was obvious they worked together and were both on the way to the office. Based solely on appearance, vibe, and where the bus was heading, I would be willing to place a large wager that they were both tech dudes on their way to some kind of startup South of Market. One guy said he was coming from Pacific Heights. The other said he was coming from Hayes Valley. The guy from Pac Heights asked, “Where’s that?” and I got bummed out because these two guys started to seem like a microcosm of everything that is wrong with San Francisco these days but then I got off the bus and thought about it some more and, whatever, at least they were riding MUNI and not some disgusting luxury shuttle and at least their company is based here in the city and not some fucked up suburb an hour away. Then I realized I could be totally wrong about them. Who knows? They could be kindergarten teachers or something. I was recently at a bar in Baja and there were these American bros having a bachelor party there. I assumed based on appearances and context that the women with them were probably prostitutes. But it turned out the women dancing with the bros were, in fact, kindergarten teachers just out having fun on a Saturday night.

Seems like a good rule of thumb to me: don’t hate, for They Might Be Kindergarten Teachers. (Also, who the hell cares where Hayes Valley is, anyway?)

[link] [Photo by Colleen Cummins]

[via Stokemonster]

So, I got the band wrong and my timing was a little off, but my prediction from March ’09 was essentially pretty sound:

I’m at a newish jazz club that because they’re feeling the pinch are easing into funk and soul too. I can’t wait to see NOFX here next year.

— Mission Mission (@missionmission) March 26, 2009

Get tickets here. (Thanks for the tip, Camille!)

Bonus ancient Yoshi’s jokes after the jump: (more…)

[via Capp Street Crap]

Shoes for dogs.

DOG SHOES.

[via Dale Thorn]

Yeaaaaaah!

On display now at the newly open Bernal Star in Bernal Heights. Bernalwood posted this and a couple more too. Read on for more story and cool paintings of Bernal and the 101-280 hairball.