Mission Mission

I snapped this picture because the bound guy is wearing a kickass Deee-Lite shirt, but the sketch, “Beatbox Exorcism,” turned out to be even better than the Deee-Lite shirt. It’s a familiar exorcism story, but instead of shrieking and seizing, the possessed guy beatboxes uncontrollably — and this guy really kills it.

These guys Mission CTRL are part of the Piano Fight family of local sketch comedians, and I saw their new show “The $7 Billion IPO” last Thursday and had a lovely time, and I suggest you check it out tonight. Tonight! Last chance I think!

This troupe really excels at timeless, character-based stuff like the beatboxer, and a sketch where a group of guys are playing poker with a minotaur, but as the title suggests, there’s a bit of topical — and regional — humor in there as well. (There’s a pretty good grenade gag in one sketch, but it was kind of unnerving since I saw the show the same day we had a grenade scare about a block and a half from the theater.)

Anyway, it was all pretty good. The show takes place at Stage Werx, on Valencia near 16th. Admission is $20, which I know is steep, and I know there’s plenty of great comedy on Hulu and Netflix that costs you next to nothing — but there’s nothing like seeing it live.

[via Zoë Banks]

Our pal Lizzy had an upsetting thing happen the other night while trying to have a drink at Dr. Teeth:

As I walked up I was taking my ID out of my pocket to show the bouncer. He gave me an appraising look and said “you’re okay,” and gestured me to head in without really checking it. Then this guy standing next to him said “no no, wait, I’M checking IDs.” I don’t want to get into stereotypes but I’ll just say here that he looked like kind of an asshole.

Call me dumb, but it was kind of chaotic, plus I try to be polite to people working door, so I handed him my ID. A second later, someone I presume to be his friend said “no, that guy’s not checking IDs.”

So I said, “hey, give me my ID back” and reached over to grab it from his hand. He grabbed my wrist pretty hard and held my ID away from me.

I don’t really like being grabbed by big dudes — he was probably twice my size. So I yelled at him “LET GO OF MY FUCKING WRIST AND GIVE ME MY ID.”

Yeah, let go of her fucking wrist. You’re not being funny. DON’T GRAB PEOPLE.

Read on.

[Photo by Ariel Dovas]

We mentioned it and published a pic the other day, but now you can watch a whole video about this new extreme sport. I wonder which team gets disqualified if the ball rolls under a car’s gas tank and a whole city block explodes into flame.

View the video here.

This is a pretty solid update on an old classic. It’s better than this one, though it lacks the cute illustrations of this one.

I especially like the “ppl from san diego” part.

[via mykittensdontrespectme]

We announced its return yesterday morning, and it survived a riot so that people could enjoy it in the riot’s aftermath, but now it is gone.

As Emily who took this photo says, “Fuck everything about the last twenty-four hours.” [link]

[Photos by Jen Ackrill]

Reader Steve pointed us toward these two videos captured surreptitiously during last night’s riot. I watched the full 20+ minutes and here’s what I know:

• Whether Occupy identifies with these rioters or not, these rioters identify with Occupy. They reference the movement multiple times in their chants. But yeah, maybe it’s all a conspiracy to turn public sentiment against the legitimate peaceful protestors. Sure.
• SF Weekly newspaper bins seem to be the makeshift barricade of choice for these rioters. They drag them into the street presumably to slow down authorities that might try to pursue. I’d say these bins should be banned, but SF Weekly is a very useful thing to have access to when you need something to sit on when it’s damp in the park.
• It’s a major bummer to watch a guy smash the window of a defenseless art gallery.
• Trying to reason with an angry mob is not very effective.

Videos and my timeline of notable sequences after the jump:

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The angry mob smashed up an art gallery. Really.