Dolores Park Bingo Card Includes Charming Illustrations of Public Urination and Ganja Treats

Andy over at SF Weekly is apparently a pretty great cartoonist. Her brand-new Dolores Park Bingo will be a fun way to pass the time tomorrow afternoon (even if a tad too easy).

[via Bedtime Champ]

Kombucha FULL OF ALCOHOL: Bummer or Blessing?

Kombucha is full of alcohol? No wonder I drank so much kombucha during those three months when I quit drinking! I better return that medallion they gave me. Eater SF has the scoop.

Anyway, are we pumped or harumphed?

Photo by jessicersilk.

Previously:

Cutting Kombucha Costs

Tetris Tournament Tomorrow

It’s at The Lab at 8pm, and there’s music and camaraderie and stuff.

Johnny Funcheap has all the details.

Photo by mikeschramm.

Mission Chinese Food

Mission Street Food’s next move has been announced: Mission Chinese Food. Starting in July, they’ll operate out of Lung Shan seven nights a week, offering awesome Chinese food. And THEY DELIVER. Eater SF has all the details.

The big question is this: Will the lighting be pleasant like at Mission Street Food, or harsh like at Lung Shan?

Photo by Carnesaurus.

Previously:

Mission Street Food’s FINAL NIGHT

Box Dog Bikes Is Hiring!

Worker-owned collectives are rad places to work, right? Well now’s your chance.

This Is Not a Ross Ad

Queena over at the B. Citizen just hipped us to her in-depth profile of Abraham Linkin, that freshly attired duo we all saw rapping in the park last week. In it, their manager or something visual mastermind delivers some real talk:

Abraham Linkin is anti-bling and anti-gangsta. Not hard and thug, just dudes like you or me. It’s art for and from real people.

Read on for more mission statement, and the official video for “I Got it at Ross.”

Thanks, Queena!

Wish Upon a Tree

Reader James P. recommends checking out the Wishing Tree on 24th Street near Bartlett:

I just read a bunch of the wishes and it’s a lovely thing; a brief respite from the nightmare of spilling oil and dying sea creatures

But B.P. said they’re sorry!

This Amendment Would Potentially Allow Any Event Permit to Be Appealed by Any Member of the Public

In an email circulated this morning by Dana Ketchum of the SF Recreation & Parks Department, it is revealed that the Board of Supervisors will hear a proposal tomorrow that would allow ANY member of the public to appeal ANY event permit at ANY time.

This means that if one group was planning to screen, say, The Royal Tenenbaums one night in the park, another group could tie them up in appeals for weeks or months just because they think Wes Anderson sucks.

This reeks of improbability, like it could never possibly be approved, because the Parks Department itself would be forever tied up in appeals, like they’d have to hire an army of appeals processors to keep up with demand. Still, Ketchum’s email expresses urgency and concern, so maybe there’s a chance this thing actually goes through.

Read Ketchum’s email in full after the jump:

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Never Enough Neck

Wait, is this some kind of viral marketing for Eclipse?

Photo by Don French.

Previously:

Making Out With Lipless Skeleton Face

Why You Just Can't Bring Yourself to Eat at Ti Couz

Cultural commentator generic explained in a post last night:

It’s 50 yards away from me, and by all accounts the food is great. But the name creeps me out.

Because it reminds him of “cooze.” And then in reply to a reply:

I can’t think of white trash porn while I’m eating a crepe. Deal. Breaker.

To this I say, how about a salad? Ti Couz’s big bowls of salad are maybe even more delightful than the crepes. And healthier!

Photo by melastmohican.

Previously:

Cooze-Mouth Darth Vader

Allan Hough

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Email: allanhough@gmail

Website: http://allanhough.bandcamp.com

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