Mission Mission

So says this week’s Things San Franciscans Like.

Impractical you say? What if you’re sunning in the park and you don’t want spray from the nearby do-it-yourself slip ‘n’ slide party to dishevel your ‘do? Hooded swimsuit.

Plan accordingly. Thanks, Wade!

Reader Jonathan C. sent along this IM convo, and a Twitter search corroborates it: John Waters was hanging at Zeitgeist the other night. Will his next film be a Tamale Lady vehicle? Fingers crossed!

Previously:

Quentin Tarantino Was Hanging at Zeitgeist the Other Night [SFist]

Okay, we swear we’re not turning into a lost pet bulletin board, but this one sounds important:

Lost African Grey Parrot in the vicinity of 20th and Florida
Grey with Red tail feathers.
Whistles the Good the Bad and the Ugly.
Answers to the name of Dude.
Reward.

Please contact
Linda at 298-8224
or
Jarico at 699-4304

UPDATE: Linda says, “Dude busted out of his cage yesterday morning and decided to truck around the neighborhood for a spell. I ran around the block calling to him, made signs,spent four hours crying my eyes out when lo and behold he decide to go to the climbing gym on Ha…rrison. They put him a box and called animal control. Two climbers that had been there went the cafe and saw my sign and the counter guy called me. What are the chances?”

Beware! Thanks, Katie D.! (Click to enlarge.)

Previously:

Urban Safari Impedes Flow of Traffic

Beware. Thanks, Victor H.!

Drew Hoolhorst, my new favorite San Francisco blogger, spent yesterday afternoon in Dolores Park:

I was hanging out this afternoon in Dolores Park and a few things dawned on me:

1. Dolores Park is essentially the crowd for a Phish show that has no idea that Phish is not coming. And that they are not at a concert venue. And that it is, in fact, not legal to do drugs in downtown San Francisco. This is also why Dolores Park is mesmerizing and is also basically one big car accident that you cannot stop staring at. I was offered today (in no particular order) weed truffles, a banana cream pie, a small ukulele, a hula hoop lesson, a thick leather bracelet that went out of style in “always”, cold beer, water (ha! just kidding), and finally (my favorite): a couple’s demanding that we all watch them make out. Quick note about the couple. Hey guys, either start taking off some clothes or go home. Otherwise, all I’m getting is skinemax, and every time I try to fast forward it’s just the part where you have all your clothes on and give each other eskimo kisses. Wait, you’ve never seen that in a porn? Weird! Neither have I! This porn sucks.
2. Swingsets and many other childhood games/playground items are essentially like putting your kid in a taxi cab in downtown Cairo with no seatbelt on, and then leaving them in the car while you light firecrackers and chuck them in the window while laughing. (No, I have never been to Cairo, but that’s just me assuming it’s dangerous while also possibly skewing towards “accidentally racist”)  (Link)

Other great entries:

• “Don’t Pass This Apartment Up!“
• “Splenda: The Redheaded Stepchild of Delicious“
• “Are you my ex-girlfriend? Call me!“

He also has a pretty amazing twitter stream.

Really?

(Thanks Eric! – Found on 18th between Treat and Folsom)

Lisa from everydayphotos shares some tragic news:

I was pretty bummed to see A Sunday Afternoon at Dolores Park get defaced already. I’ve watched the mural on 19th and Guerrero be painted over several months and it was finally just completed, so it’s too bad that someone couldn’t just graffiti somewhere else.

Additionally, Musk, whose body of work I’ve generally appreciated, ate a big bowl of pasta covered in lamesauce over the past few days and tagged a bunch of residential buildings and houses in the Mission.  Sorry Musk, but you’ve been degraded from “street artist” to “15-year-old boy with mommy issues.”