Capp Street camo

Cool new look for winter! (Also a cool idea for next Halloween?)

[via Ariel Dovas on Twitter]

Great idea for some Vans

[via Porous Walker]

Hot new Giants fan gear for 2015

It’s the future, baby! Go Giants!

[via @nofriendo]

Drink of the Week: Riga Black Balsam on the rocks


It’s an herbal liqueur from Latvia, kiiinda like a Fernet. It rules.

Tale of two cities

Check out these shots from Self Edge’s winter lookbook

Hmmmm, what’s the deal?

Menswear label Self Edge presents its 2015 winter lookbook entitled “Between The Lines” featuring Bobby Lee, Nick Youssef, Dean Delray, and Kevin Christy in the crevices of the legendary comedy house The Comedy Store. These four comics, with a combined 48 years in the industry, are the ones carrying the spirit of this art form. Self Edge captures them in their natural environment wearing their own clothing from Self Edge.

Aha. See more here.

What will the Great Internet Shortage of 2016 teach us?

Sounds good to me.

But seriously, what will it teach us?

[via The Great Porous Walker of 2015]

No more love for the Upper Haight

Our pal Daisy, longtime proponent of the Upper Haight, has finally had enough:

You know how you can talk crap about your family, but if someone else does, it’s totally not okay? That’s kind of how I feel about everything I’m about to say. See… I’ve lived in the Upper Haight since 2006. And I’ve been going to Haight St since I was a teenager. And sure, maybe that’s not nearly as long as a bunch of other people who live in the ‘hood, but it’s long enough for me to know that where I was once enamored with the street, I now pretty much can’t stand it.

Don’t get me wrong — there are a lot of great things about the Upper Haight: Magnolia, Alembic, Amoeba Records, Aub Zam Zam, Murio’s Trophy Room, Hobson’s Choice, Best of Thai Noodle, Off the Grid, The Booksmith, Second Act… I love all of those spots and wish I could regularly patronize them. Unfortunately, in order to get to any of them, I have to actually set foot on Haight St. Which, I’ve recently realized, is just not something I want to do anymore.

Read on for a whole heap of specific reasons Daisy doesn’t want to set foot on Haight.

(How long do you reckon it’ll be before I’m writing a listicle about being done with the Mission?)

[Photo by Google Maps]

Jay Reatard memories

It’s been 5 years since Jay Reatard died at 29. I made a list of Jay Reatard memories to post on Tumblr and then I realized it’s all very SF-related, so:

  • Going to a Lost Sounds show at Bottom of the Hill in ‘03 or ‘04 and being TOTALLY BLOWN AWAY
  • Listening to the original version of “Oh It’s Such a Shame” when he first put it up on MySpace and being TOTALLY BLOWN AWAY
  • Seeing him at the Knockout on his first solo tour and being bummed the set was only like 14 minutes long
  • Seeing him at Delta of Venus (in Davis) and laughing when the set was literally 10 minutes long
  • Skipping his last-minute show at 12 Galaxies in ‘08 (with openers “The Ohsees” and Ty Segall) because I had tickets to see Digitalism at Mezzanine (—‸ლ)
  • Being totally blown away by my cousin Jojo’s totally impromptu “Death Is Forming” cover
  • Crying at the end of “Better Than Something” when it premiered at the Roxie
  • Crying at the end of “Better Than Something” when the Roxie brought it back a year later

Who the fuck is Digitalism, am I right? Anyway, long live Jay. Here are a few more links and a video:

Here is a Mission Mission post announcing the semi-secret 12 Galaxies show in ’08.

Here is the short obituary I wrote in ’10.

And here is the story of the making of the “Better Than Something” poster my pal Al Pal made for the Roxie. (And if you haven’t seen the movie, see the movie!)

And how about some video of Jay rocking the Knockout? It’s really dark and the sound sucks, but, that’s basically what it was like seeing him at the Knockout:

[Epic photo of Jay performing at the Hemlock by Jake Thomas]

Ramen is dead

So claims Chef David Chang, basically, in a new editorial for Lucky Peach:

What’s happened to ramen in the past decade is a microcosm of the larger food world. In 2003, when I was working at Café Boulud, the other cooks and I used to go down to wd~50 after service just to look at the menu and try to envision what the food might look like. That’s how it used to be before the Internet; you would still go to restaurants, look at their menu, and just imagine. You’d order ramen books from Japan and wait weeks for them to arrive, so you could pore over the photos from across the planet.

Now the Internet’s changed everything. People can get all the information they want instantaneously, and that has killed innovation in ramen.

The Internet exploded in the 2000s, and with it came the ramen boom in Japan. Suddenly, ramen became the very establishment it once stood against. A variety of magazines and websites arose, solely dedicated to ramen. Everyone could learn everything about it. Anyone can read the Lucky Peach ramen issue and possess information that’s taken decades to develop and accumulate.

Great, first the internet ruined San Francisco, now it’s ruined ramen. Thanks a lot, internet.

Read on for more gripes and stuff.

Allan Hough

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Email: allan (at)


Biographical Info:

"I joked that living in the Mission would be the end of me. And there were nights where it felt like the case.

One night I went out with my friend Allan to the bar that no one goes to on 16th Street, where I lost half my drink and money on the dance floor. Later we skated down 16th to Evelyn Lee, where I fell off my board and landed on my head as the 22 bus sped past behind me. A sobering moment. At the bar, I sulked and nursed my wounds until Allan put on Amy Winehouse’s 'Valerie.' We danced, he dipped me, and I felt better."

— My pal Valerie, writing about life in the Mission

[Photo by Sexpigeon, Homestead, 2009]