Mission Mission

Broke-Ass Stuart’s Goddamn Website, the Best Website in the Bay Area, just published the first installment of what promises to be an exhaustive primer on how to behave in Dolores Park. It’s full of sound advice, but this graphic is my favorite part.

Dolores Park Etiquette — Part 1 — General Guidelines

Holy moly, I wish I weren’t a vegetarian. “Tomorrow” means tomorrow, Friday July 31. (link)

Our boy Marcus wants to know why this Google Insights data suggests there’s a shit-ton of search-related interest in Fernet all the way over in Virginia. How dare they encroach on our stranglehold on interest in the apertif we appropriated from Argentina and Italy!?

Previously:

San Franciscans Drink A Shit-Ton of Fernet

I Drink a Shit-Ton of Fernet

Blow it up for the full effect.

Photo by potential past.

SFist this morning spotted a Trauma shoot on Valencia. Which begs the question: What kind of primetime-worthy trauma will befall idyllic Valencia Street?

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And only $15.

It was kind of a shock when this Caltrans wrecker came barreling up Valencia toward its intersection with Market (and apparently Franklin) siren blaring, horn blasting, engine roaring.  Who knew Caltrans wreckers were equipped with sirens and piloted by expert high-performance drivers?

In any case, it screeched to a halt in the intersection there and the driver took to barking at motorists via loudspeaker to get out of the way. There was a long line of cars queued up in that little slot to make the left turn from outbound Market onto Valencia, and the Caltrans wrecker was stunned that this long line of cars couldn’t get it together to back up or reorganize itself so that he might pass through the slot the wrong way, so he kept barking.

Finally, somebody backed up correctly and the Caltrans wrecker tore ass through the slot, whipped around myriad befuddled motorists and cyclists, forced its way through another intersection and onto the freeway, and sped off into the night.

I wanted to end with WHAT AN ASSHOLE, but he was probably on his way to pull a schoolbus off a nun or something.

Map courtesy of Google Maps.

Today on I Heart Street Art, we hear from graffiti gurus Steve Rotman and Chris Brennan on the topic of why San Francisco’s scene is such fertile ground for characters like Ribity and Girafa. Lots of great pictures too (by which I mean I got stuff off Flickr instead of using my shite cell phone camera):

I Heart Street Art: San Francisco’s Character-Driven Graffiti

I don’t know anything about any of these bands, except that Leopold & His Fiction performed a pretty solid set at that McLaren park thing last week. Anyway I’m sure they’re all on MySpace. And in any case, I think the big draw here might be having an excuse to finally see the inside of the Verdi Club. Also on the bill, food and art.

To win a pair of tickets, please explain in the comments why you want to go to this thing. Best entry will be decided by Mission Mission by noon Thursday.

For full details, check out Regional Bias.

Also, Broke-Ass Stuart is giving away a pair of tickets too.

Over at the SF Appeal today, Things San Franciscans Like: Fernet. Yes we do! (Although I can’t get with this ginger back B.S.) Here’s a snippet:

A quick Google search of Fernet will reveal that it is a type of Italian bitter typically served as a digestif after a meal. According to Wikipedia, it is also the national beverage of Argentina, and in a San Franciscan’s mind anytime you mix South America with Europe you get something that is totally street.

Snap!

Previously:

I Drink A Shit Ton of Fernet

Cooking With Fernet