Hot new look for summer: Arugula tank

[via the nomblr]

Here’s a picture of Richard Nixon riding BART

[via Bomp-a-Bomp-a-Bomp]

See Flosstradamus and RiFF RaFF for free tomorrow night at Scene Unseen

It’s $20 at the door or FREE if you RSVP, so for goodness’ sake RSVP!

Hot new look for summer: ‘Hated It!’

(Thanks, Doug!)

Local ‘Arabic surf rock’ band the Arabs bring ‘Arabic surf rock’ to El Rio tonight

Have a listen:

RSVP and invite your friends!

Cody’s Circus Parade Sundae, like a circus in your mouth

Sounds wild! New at Bi-Rite Creamery!

[via Cody]

Local kids ask Woody Allen to buy them lunch

I once saw a Q&A with Paul Thomas Anderson at Cal. One kid got up and said, “Hi, Paul, I’m from Denver [or somewhere terribly far away, I forget] and I just graduated high school and have no college plans. All I want to do is work in the movies. I’ve loved your work, ever since I first saw Magnolia [when he was 12 or something]. Anyway, I heard about this event last week, so I got a ticket and borrowed a car and drove all this way by myself, because I wanted to ask you — can I be a P.A. on Oil!?” And Paul hired him on the spot. (“He’s seriously gonna regret this,” Paul immediately told the audience, “I’m gonna make his life a living hell.”)

Anyway, that was a few years back, so that kid is probably a rich Hollywood executive by now. These kids here should aim a little higher than just lunch.

(Thanks for the photo, Jennifer!)

How California made baseball the awesome thing it is today

The other day we took a look at some great sports-related newspaper clippings. In the comments section of that post, reader Ivy sent us a link to yet another, the above celebration of baseball’s 50th anniversary. Ivy points out that the custom lettering in quite a joy to behold, but my favorite part is the part about California’s special place in baseball’s history. It mentions New York, Pennsylvania, Massachusetts and Connecticut as states important to the history of the sport, and then says:

But none of them have done more to make baseball what it is than California. Ever since pioneer days, when Market street was a side thoroughfare and Fillmore a pile of sand, the name of California has been closely linked with the national pastime.

When the baseball fever began to spread throughout the country in due time it reached the Golden state. The germ was very contagious, and before many moons there were professional and amateur baseball teams in nearly every city of California.

California makes everything better, doy. Click here to see the whole thing. (Love that line about Market and Fillmore!)

Closeups

Our pal Carl Bean-Larson is a photographer who specializes in closeups of urban surfaces. Look at those textures! He gets so close you can almost smell ‘em. Click through and enjoy!

San Franciscans waiting in lines

SF Loves Waiting in Lines is a newish blog celebrating the fact that we’re all always waiting in lines for restaurants (and other things). Click through and enjoy; maybe you’ll see yourself!

Allan Hough

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Email: allanhough@gmail

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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