Tonight: Sketchfest in the Mission

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Fridays and Saturday through the end of the month, The Dark Room is home to “SF Sketchfest in the Mission,” a showcase of up-and-coming talents.

One such talent, The Birthday Boys, take the stage tonight. The above video is funny enough, but the thing that makes me think this could really be worthwhile is the following message I got last night from a comedy industry professional with every reason to be jaded and unimpressed:

Am currently at intermission for the TV Funhouse show and a group called The Birthday Boys opened. They were great (I was laughing a ton in the back – and I wouldn’t bs about comedy).

Showtime is 10:30pm. Also of note is an 8pm show featuring musical guest Uni and Her Ukelele.

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Monday Night at Amnesia

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Toshio Hirano killed as usual. This was the first time in a while that I’d seen him perform sans backing band, and it was a welcome return to basics. Those old Jimmie Rodgers tunes never sound so good as when it’s just Toshio, his guitar and his yodel.

This was also my first experience with Amnesia‘s new men’s room. It’s much nicer, much cleaner, but still no soap, still no paper towels. What gives?

$8 All-You-Can-Drink Beer

Sexpigeon reports that Truck is hosting a neighborhood cleanup fundraiser this Saturday from 4-8pm, at which patrons can pay just $8 for ALL-YOU-CAN-DRINK BEER. Please binge responsibly. Link.

Tuesday Night at Pop's

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Tuesday night at Pop’s is my new  favorite place to be. It’s not too packed, pitchers of Pabst are $5, and the bartendress leads some epic Journey and Thin Lizzy singalongs. It also helped that I was there with Broke-Ass Stuart, who taught me that the singer from Thin Lizzy is half black and that since they’re Irish they pronounce their own name “Tin Lizzy,” and that thin lizzy maybe means dildo.

Carlos Goes To Fisherman's Wharf

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What a riot! I don’t know, it’d ultimately probably be pretty annoying if we had these guys caravanning around the Mission, but it might be fun for a minute. Motorists honking at them as they try to left turn off of Valencia onto 22nd, in unison. Carlos Reyes has a whole day’s worth of Fisherman’s Wharf adventure, here.

Barfing Buddy Facilitates Flirtation

What a find! I hope these two reconnect:

Your friend puked all over projectile style – w4m – 22 (mission district)

i told you i was going to do this. so hopefully you believed me and have been checking missed connections religiously since last night(friday the 9)….doubtful but worth a shot. i saw you through the window, i was with some friends, there was definitely eye contact. then your friend started puking everywhere! it was actually sort of incredible because he didn’t even have to hunch over, it was like a hose or something. it was sort of hypnotizing…..anyways after we finshed eating my friends and i came to talk to you all about the intense puking. still there was eye contact, but you seemed really shy. your other friends were talking a lot more, maybe you couldn’t get a word in. maybe you didn’t want to. anyways, i’m curious, i thought you were really cute. i’ve never been the type to post a missed connection, but i told you i would and i’m true to my word. so hopefully you or one of your friends gets this and gives you the word or something, worth a try right?

Link. Also, somebody should definitely write a love song about this and call it “Projectile Style.” (Thanks, Katie!)

Supervisor Campos Looks Into Racial Profiling

Reader zinzin sent this in, saying, “first real article i’ve seen on something Campos is doing.” SFExaminer.com reports that one of the new Supervisor’s first acts in office has been to call for an official city investigation into complaints about traffic stops:

“My view is, with something like this, you want to be as transparent as possible,” [Campos] said. “You want to give the Police Department a chance to explain what they’re doing and give the public a chance to express their concerns.”

Link.

Details on the American Apparel Hearing (NSFW)

UPDATE (3/11/2010): We noticed that this post has been getting a lot of traffic, and we have deduced that it’s because of Sasha Grey, so we decided to add this visual foreword hipping you to a number of other beautiful and talented women we’ve come across:



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A notice in the window at 988 Valencia Street confirms the city will hold a hearing on Thursday, February 5, at 1:30pm, to consider the viability of an American Apparel in the Mission:

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Sasha Grey American Apparel Ad courtesy of The Reverse Cowgirl.

Previously:

American Apparel Comes to the Mission (with lots of healthy debate in the comments)

Drunk Text Gone Right

Overheard in Dolores Park:

I drunk texted, “I wanna suck your cock,” and he wrote back, “I feel exactly the same way.”

Awww.

The Mission Offers Opportunities You'd Never Find in the Marina

Beth Spotswood shares an anecdote that proves the Mission’s worth once and for all:

I know I bitch about the Mission, but my neighborhood offers opportunities you’d never find in the Marina. For example, my sweet roommate just went down to the coffee shop and got our morning fix of caffeine, returning and announcing, “Beth, you won’t believe what I found outside!”

“A crackpipe?”

“No, that’d be normal.” He responded. “Check this out.”

Check it out here.

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