Waaay more comfy! And you can easily get parking-starved motorists off your back by simply telling them to go fuck themselves!
[via The Fog Bender]
Waaay more comfy! And you can easily get parking-starved motorists off your back by simply telling them to go fuck themselves!
[via The Fog Bender]
They opened their doors for one last time yesterday to auction off equipment and stuff. Look at it. It’s really gone. Truly never again will I enjoy their spam-and-eggs-over-rice plate with a side of cheese fries
(On the other hand, Mission Bowling Club is just a few blocks away from home and Chef Anthony Myint’s menus are waaay the fuck better than spam and eggs over rice.)
[via KWANtemplation]
It’s called Hit So Hard, and when it premieres this weekend at the Roxie, Schemel and Hole bandmate Eric Erlandson (and the filmmakers) will be on hand to introduce it and and answer questions. And who knows, maybe Courtney will crash the party and turn it into a first-class shitshow! Girl power!
Ticket info here.
New York City the other day released a cavalcade of historic photos, and it appears that some 7200 of them were taken by Stanley Kubrick. What’s more, the Museum of the City of New York pulled a batch taken on the subway – and they’re all eerily reminiscent of the work Sexpigeon does so diligently today. (Though Sexpigeon’s are of course bolstered by unforgettable captioning.)
If only Kubrick and Sexpigeon could’ve collaborated on something.
[via kottke.org]
I was so excited for this monumental joining of tip-top hip hop and SF’s most popular ping pong party, but my excitement, and yours, will just have to wait, due to a scheduling misunderstanding or something.
The event has been tentatively rescheduled for late May at a venue TBA. Keep an eye on the official invite for updates.
And if you need a ping pong fix this weekend, there’s always Saturday Afternoon Ping Pong at Dear Mom:
How come it never occurs to me (or seemingly any of my friends) to have a picnic up on Twin Peaks? I end up up there a lot, but it’s always when I find myself in somebody’s car with some time to kill and we all go, “Twin Peaks!” And then we drive up there, take in the view, run to the top, snap an Instagram and then leave.
Longtime local club-owner JWZ on current club fashion:
The thing that always amazes me when I check out younger and/or more mainstream dance parties is how fantastically uniform and horrible the male dress code is. The girls tend to be in your usual timeless slutty-club-wear: a short glittery dress, or maybe a cut-off t-shirt with hotpants and fuzzy leg-warmers. Not the apex of creativity, but at least it looks intentional. Some thought went into it. But the guys all wear exactly the same thing: a mesh basketball wife-beater, a backward baseball cap, and blue jeans. All of them!
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“Hipsters” may make some comical choices, but at least they’re trying. [link]
Yeah, man. Just tryyy!
Mission Local reports:
A citizen tried to dispose of an antique grenade at the Mission Police Station on Valencia and 17th. The police called explosive experts to analyze it, and as a precautionary measure have evacuated Taqueria El Toro and the Mission Police Station. [link]
Hopefully the bomb squad robot doesn’t drop the grenade and drive RIGHT OVER IT like last time. (Definitely watch the video if you missed it before.)
Today’s Burger Special is the Tortilla Soup Cheeseburger with fries and a PBR or soda for only $12
— The Sycamore (@TheSycamoreSF) April 26, 2012
Soup-themed burger! Imagine the possibilities!