Mission Mission

Okay, so we start with the bad. It inspires more bad, and more bad. When does the next Walt Whitman get here?

Photo by reader J-Lub, who says, “Taken in the bathroom at Gestalt on Friday night (4/10/09).  Not sure how I feel about the ‘new’ astroturf walls.”

Where’d everybody go? In an email titled “Monday morning, 7 a.m., Dolores Park,” reader Rebecca K. writes, “Seriously, people?”

Seriously, who does this? Who?

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Photo by eviloars.

Where’s everybody going?

Photography by John-Paul Jespersen. Click to enlarge.

Says mrpenguino:

Please re-blog in hopes that John from Amnesia Sat night (last band) will find ROBIN from Boston so they can have an awkward coffee date and then never see each other again! OR have a magical coffee date and then fall madly in love and have many children that they name after me! Yes?

Link. (Thanks, Meave!)

Can’t stop looking at this Gravel & Gold post. It’s called Please Hurl Yourself At Me and is hypnotic.

Plebiscite just unleashed a flurry of photos of porky goodness. Drool over all of them right here.

Anybody purchase anything?

Photo by Amor de Cosmos.

Photo by Amor de Cosmos.

Previously:

Guitar Man Gone Already

Guitar Man

Bikes and the City was in attendance. Looks like a pretty good turnout. See how it went here.