Alright, who’s the wiseguy?
[via Eater SF]

My Lucky Number’s One came across this scene last night and asked, “What?” And I’ll second that: Huh?
But seriously, this is the kind of mischief I like.
Link.

Reader mcas just IMed me the link to MTV’s Pussy Natural Energy, adding:
…was the [Pussy Juice] tag just a viral campaign?
Kevin Monty reports:
Seitan shortage in the Mission!!! Bender’s and Weird Fish out of seitan
Bender’s was running low Wednesday night too. Is this a legit deficit? Link.
SFGate‘s City Insider speculates that this might truly be the end:
Starting as early as Friday, the restaurant’s politically connected owner, Gus Murad, faces daily fines of $250 for the hip bar. The Mission District hot spot, which has hosted more than its share of campaign fundraisers, was built illegally, according to city planners.
Read on for Medjool’s official reaction.

In other words, pretty rad. One after the other, speakers got up and told us about cool things, sometimes accompanied by photos or video on the big screen behind them. Like a magazine, some of it was dull, and I would’ve liked to have paged past it a little quicker, but there was enough good stuff that I didn’t mind too much.
Jennifer Maerz talked about the music of Ty Segall (but forgot to mention he’s playing at the Peacock Lounge this Saturday). Brandon McFarland totally misrepresented Lil Wayne as a lesser lyricist than MF Doom (ERRONEOUS). Christian Bruno told those of us that didn’t know that Market Street was once a glittering cultural Mecca, before BART construction drove pedestrians away and businesses out of business (HEINOUS). Lisa Margonelli told us a bunch of fascinating things about termites, cracking herself (and us) up the whole time.
The highlight was Todd Lappin’s Q&A with Megan Prelinger of the Prelinger Library. It could turn out that the library doesn’t even exist, and their performance would still be my favorite because their descriptions of the thing were so oddball and funny, and somehow deadpan even though they were clearly giggling.
Do try to get in on the next issue of Pop-Up Magazine. I learned a lot of interesting things, and laughed a fair amount. It was like reading a pretty good magazine without any of the heavy lifting.
Photo by jordanfischer.
Related:
I Fucking Hate Reading at SFist
How Lil Wayne helped me survive my first year teaching in New Orleans at Oxford American

Last night I was running late for a thing at the Brava, but on my way out of Bender’s I’d borrowed what looked like a french fry dipped in ketchup from someone’s basket. It turned out to a french fry dipped in third-degree-burn sauce, so I decided to stop into Humphrey Slocombe for a cooldown. My friend Mike and I both got Secret Breakfasts, in cones. They were pretty good, but not as good as they got when paired with shots of Beam procured at Pop’s with zero minutes to spare before the curtain went up at the thing.

Half-running from the ice cream shop to the theater:
“Hmm, think we should stop at Pop’s and get some bourbon?”
“Hmm, yeah, we probably should.”
I wholeheartedly encourage everyone to try this out.
Secret Breakfast photo by niallkennedy.
Pop’s photo by el_tim.

Tonight’s the night. After months of anticipation, La Mission makes its local debut. Decider just published an interview with director Peter, but here’s the extent to which the Mission is referenced:
The main character is based on a kid that we went to school with, and a lot of the other characters are drawn from friends and relatives who grew up with us in the neighborhood.
SFIFF was kind enough to invite Mission Mission to the premiere tonight, so if I run into Peter or Benjamin (pictured above) on the red carpet, perhaps I’ll be able to delve deeper. And, like, get their thoughts on Pal’s Take Away and American Apparel.
More:
Interview: Peter Bratt at Decider
Ben Bratt Celebrates The Underdog at Mission High on Mission Mission
Action on Valencia: Lowriding Bratt Bros. Filming in the Mission at Curbed
Mission Loc@l (pronounced “Mission Lo-CAT-l”) this morning published a nice feature on Lost Weekend Video in which they talk to customers and employees about how in the hell the place can stay in business in the era of Netflix.
In Struggling Industry, Lost Weekend Video Remains a Mission Mainstay