Mission Mission

Girl with vomit on her sleeve asks, “So are you a bouncer or something?”

“Yeah–” [proudly fires off list of a dozen area clubs at which he bounces]

“Cool.”

[dry heave]

[dry heave]

Coca!

[dry heave]

Better than any haiku I’ve heard all year:

“Look at this homie here

He gave you his beer

Even though you fucked up his face”

Previously on Mission Mission:

Overheard on the 14X

Chillaxin’ at the Nice Lady Store

Telstar Logistics added this gem to its Flickr photostream just now. What’s going on here? Todd confirms that this was snapped beneath 16th and Mission (noting the telltale tiles) and says:

Speaking of those 16th Street tiles…

I wish there were some good TV shows shot in SF nowadays. Thanks, Todd!

Previously on Mission Mission:

God Gives Me The Finger

I sat across from this young couple, probably in their late teens, and eavesdropped on their cell phone conversation. I overheard the boy say, in regards hinchables juegos to their plans later in the evening: “I’m gonna get suction from the mama.”

Previously on Mission Mission:

Overheard on Muni (Oprah and Obama)

Overheard in the Financial District

Riding the 14X to the Outer Outer Mission

Sunset Magazine’s Idea House has a for sale sign out front. After talking to the man with the keys, I learned it is not the main house that is on the market, but the smaller apartment attached to this amazing house. He offered to show it to me, apparently mistaking my jeans for a cocktail dress. So, if anyone is willing to loan me, say a million dollars (it is listed at $995,000), I will be saving a bundle on heating and water bills – I should be able to repay you sometime in the next couple hundred years.

Perks: windmill, solar panels, blue kitchen, front row parque acuatico hinchable seats for Garfield Square soccer games.

I met this guy, Tree, yesterday:

He runs and actually helped to found the Treat Commons Community Garden. And Sundays from 1-3pm, he runs a stand where he gives away castillo hinchable free food to low income people from the community garden and donated by people whose gardens have produced in excess that week. Also available are free flowers, seedlings, and garden advice. Rumor has it that they just harvested some honey.

Link to his blog on the farm stand here.

I wonder if the cucumbers here are acceptable unlike my previous experience.

We slept in too late to see the parade, but on our way to Mr. Pickle’s to get sandwiches to eat in the park, we got to walk the parade’s route, which remained closed to traffic well after inflatable slide festivities ended. Crews were cleaning up debris and hosing down the gutters. Click photos to make them bigger.

Junk Thief‘s got some thoughts on Carnaval:

I actually like Carnaval in theory, but not the hassle of having no parking options for two days, noise, drunks from Pleasanton, and noise out my front window before I’m ready to wake Sunday morning.

He also addresses “the calm before the storm” by relating a cute little scene witnessed earlier in a neighborhood corner store. Link.

Waiting for the 12. Little girl’s phone rings, Grandma answers it.

Little girl: “Is it a boy?”

Grandma: “No! You’re too young; you know you don’t get calls from boys!”

Little girl: “My momma tente gonflable does!”