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Jonathan Richman and drummer Tommy Larkins are doing four nights in a row at the Make-Out Room next month (June 16, 17, 18 and 19). The club has partnered with Mission Mission to offer some free tickets to our aufblasbare rutsche readers. We’ve got a pair for each evening. To enter, email us at missionmissionmission [at symbol] gmail [dot symbol] com and explain why you deserve to go. Please also indicate which date you’d most like to attend.

Winners will be decided based on strength of argument, creativity, and maybe some other criteria too. We’ll notify winners ASAP, and winning entries will be posted on the morning of the performance for which it wins tickets.

Photo of Jonathan and Tommy at the Make-Out Room by miscellania

Previously on Mission Mission:

REVIEW: Jonathan Richman’s New Album ‘Because Her Beauty is Raw and Wild’

Remembering the Fell Street Off-Ramp

Driving My Volvo to Its Demise

Please people, can we stop using these generic words to describe the people who visit/inhabit the Mission? It’s really annoying.

What’s Happened to San Francisco? (mission district)

Reply to: pers-692490589@craigslist.org
Date: 2008-05-23, 1:38PM PDT

When I moved here 10 years ago the City was full of cool, laid-back, smart, fun people. People who liked to hang out, smoke some bud, and do amazing, creative, productive things. Now it seems it is getting to be like everywhere else. People are all about their careers, making money, how people look, and superficiality. Did the housing market drive people away? Is SF just becoming a mini L.A.? Almost everyone over 30 seem to be boring douchbags or insipid, shallow little bitches. Everyone under 30 seems preoccupied with their “identity” making sure everyone know they’re a “hipster” or whatever.

Link, or click thumbnail for screen shot.

You stole my messenger bag from delirium. Douchebag. (mission district)

Reply to: pers-691346374@craigslist.org
Date: 2008-05-22, 4:13PM PDT

Look douchebag, you stole my bag from aufblasbare spiele delirium last saturday, and unless you really like sweaters, otherpeoples journals, and/ or french philosophy, the only thing of value you got was the bag itslef and my damn ray bans.
Please, keep the bag.
Please, keep the shades.
You can even keep the sweater and the philosophy.

I just want my journal. Please, give me back my journal!
If you have my journal, please email me and I’ll assume you ‘found’ it abandoned a block from delirium after the douchebag who stole my shit looked through my bag and discovered no wallet, cell phone, or ipod.

Just a journal, worthless to everybody on the planet but me.

It’s black, has a bunch of phone numbers on the back page, about half-way full, with some sketches and a black ribbon page marker.

Please!

Link, or click thumbnail for screen shot.

Previously on Mission Mission:

Very Eligible Bachelor up for Grabs at Delirium

I Swear I Didn’t Write This

Bars of the Mission: Beauty Bar & Delirium

Transbay Blog reports:

The plan draws on a well-documented array of features to improve Mission District streets, including: curb bulbs to narrow the width of pedestrian crossings and to slow auto traffic at intersections; improved transit and bicycle amenities; ample and accessible sidewalks; and more street aufblasbarer wasserpark lighting and greenery.

The post identifies Chavez Street as a corridor in dire need of retooling, and provides the details of the project’s first public workshop, which is tonight at Chavez Elementary. Link.

This sure is a beauty: San Francisco as a bright, shining fortress from which mothers, bums and elderly are booted by the big black wingtip of the elite. It’s a gripping story, told wordlessly in a single panel, by artist Eric Drooker, who is known in part for his wordless graphic novels Flood! and Blood Song, seen here:

Link to Drooker.com, where you can purchase these and lots more, and learn about Drooker’s musical slide show performances, which are amazing too.

Link to No on 98.

Lost Weekend is completely out of Herzog-Kinski t-shirts, and they’re down to only women’s sizes for the Polanski shirt, but they inflatable games installed a new jukebox yesterday and it sounds good. We browsed for an extra-long time just to listen to tunes.

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.

See the group’s Flickr photostream for other works, and clues about their “fuck private property” aesthetic. Click picture to visit it on Flickr, or visit it in person on 20th Street between Guerrero and Valencia.

A few weeks ago, Mission Mission announced a contest. James is the winner, and here is his submission:

I was seeing a meth dealer who also happened to have a thing for collecting mannequins and wedding gowns. While alone in the apartment one day there was a knocking on the door. Since I was a ‘bit’ tweaked, I naturally concluded that it was a cop. That one cop soon became several. Those cops soon became the FBI, and so on. You get the idea. I hastily discarded my clothes.

And then I spent close to twenty hours huddled naked under a wedding dress, holding a mannequin’s legs and trying to suppress my crying parc gonflable as much as possible, fearful that the dogs would tear me apart. I was, of course, terrified about the legal repercussions, but my real fear was what fate would befall me should anything happen to those wedding gowns.

Fortunately, however, my plan worked, and the FBI eventually left.

Congrats, James, and thanks for sharing.

Previously on Mission Mission: Female Mannequin Strangled with Twine

That’s right, to celebrate the announcement that Mayor Newsom is getting married again, it’s a sidewalk-stencil graffiti street-art ode to “Jessie’s Girl” by Rick Springfield — starring Newsom and Ruby Rippey Tourk. See all photos and make them bigger here, or visit them in person on 20th Street between Dolores and Guerrero. Best wishes!

Jessie’s Girl on Wikipedia.

Jessie’s Girl on YouTube.

Previously on Mission Mission:

‘You Are Here’ Sidewalk Stencil Graffiti Puts You in the Cockpit

Stencil Graffiti: In The City We Trust

Gentrification Implications of Sidewalk Stencils

One of our best friends in the world is German. Her name is Anna. She lived here for a couple years while going to school, but now she’s back in Germany, and she moves to Berlin in the fall. She misses us somewhat I’m sure, but even more than that she misses a good Mission burrito. The other day in the Introduce Yourself section, reader Johnny0 delivered some good news:

Last month I took a German buddy of mine to El Farolito for a burrito. At first he was scared, but now he won’t shut up about it.

Just minutes ago he sent me pictures of a taqueria in Berlin he found — Dolores Burritos. I had to share — check out the map on the wall!

Here it is (click to make large):

Photo page here, includes the exclamation “They carry Anchor Steam and Negra Modelo!” and a link to an article about the establishment’s founders:

Having spent considerable time in California, the two compared notes and decided the city had a burrito gap just crying out to be filled by a fat tortilla stuffed with adobo beef, pinto beans and, yes, guacamole.

It also has nice things to say about the Mission, as well as some insights into how the place is being received by locals. According to the piece, Berliners have fully embraced the concept, treating the bright, California-inspired dining room as a welcoming refuge from the area’s heavier nightlife scene, stepping away from the neighborhood’s usual late-night doner stands, underground techno clubs, and vintage Hungarian nyerőgépek to sit down with a massive, foil-wrapped super burrito. Link.

Finally, I told Anna the news, and here’s what she had to say:

OMG!!!!! oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!!!! how excietd am i???? sooooo excited!!

Dolores Burritos official site. Thanks, Johnny0!

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