Fun With Composting

This week’s edition of Necessary Conversation takes a look at how the city’s composting program is being put to use in various neighborhoods. In the Tenderloin they’re composting dead hookers, elsewhere they’re composting other things, but the Mission gets the big perfectly delivered punchline. Watch:

Previously:

Mission-Based Human Trafficking Ring Exposed!

Dudes Say the Darndest Things

Tika Hall, proprietor of Birthday Pony tells us about her new book:

THANKS, DUDE is my latest comic book. I illustrated quotes compiled after asking a ton of women for the weirdest and worst things men have told them. It is all real and hilarious and kind of upsetting at the same time. I hope you love it!

MAKES A GREAT GIFT?

Read on if you’d like to know where to find it.

 

There's Action Here

Don’t you love living in a place where sometimes on the way to brunch you have to squeeze past a bunch of dudes on the sidewalk trying to maneuver some huge piece of machinery into a little storefront?

Dad Takes Kid to Dolores Park for Homemade Skate Video

The Dolores part isn’t particularly epic, but the video is kind of charming. Might take you back to when you made your own homemade skate videos:

Might Be Worth the Bed Bugs

I mean, it’s a gorgeous piece. Put it on cinderblocks and you’ve got a mighty foundation for a pizza party and a game of TriBond.

On Mission, near 17th or 18th. It was there a couple hours ago. Good luck.

Previously:

Pizza Party

Bulleit and Coke in a Can!

In England only :(

Janebook, esteemed local authority on canned cocktails, reacts:

AMERICAN LIQUOR STORES, STEP YOUR FUCKING GAME UP.

16th Street BART Local Area Map Depicts a Stunted Dolores Park

They disappeared the south side of the park! My favorite part! I wonder where it went.

And then, after disappearing the block in question, they just slid the block under it up a bit. Like a big game of Klotski. Here’s an accurate map for reference:

So stay away from this display, lest ye be led astray:

 

[Map by Google Maps]

The 2011 Tequila Bar Smackdown

Eater SF explains:

What a coincidence that Tacolicious co-owner Joe Hargrave announces plans for expansion on the same day the Beretta team unveils its tequila bar/Mexican eatery idea. Tacolicious number two will be in the Mission — the same nabe the Beretta folks are eyeing for their Mexican spot. Both parties clearly agree we need more tequila bars as Hargrave and co. will be opening one adjacent to Tacolicious.

I just hope the Beretta team’s version makes something called “The Improved Tequila Cocktail.” Read on.

All We Know of Heaven and All We Need to Know of Hell

Two years ago today, I read Sexpigeon for the first time. I didn’t immediately get it, but it looked okay, so I subscribed, and within days it was blowing my mind.

Since then, I’ve learned tons from this modest little blog. About humor, about drama, about blogging and journalism and documentary and fiction, about poetry and music and food and sex, about life and love and friendship. It has made me a better person. I’m retarded for this blog.

Sexpigeon published a sweet goodbye to San Francisco yesterday, and today left for New York City, for keeps. San Francisco won’t feel right for a while.

[Photo by Sexpigeon]

New Bouldering Routes

I’ve never climbed before. Do climbers look forward to new bouldering routes at their local climbing facility the way I look forward to new Weezer albums?

[Photo by We Built This City]

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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