Mission Mission

Old Murder House is the team that brought the world “Aliens on Ice,” footage of which took the internet by storm back when it premiered:

So, their take on Jurassic Park will likely be epic. Plus, a tipster tells us, “while there is no bar at Children’s Fairyland wink wink backpacks will not be searched.” RSVP and invite your friends!

Advance tickets are available here.

Road trip!

[via sfsnaps]

Tipster (not hipster) Lillian spills the beans:

It will be monochromatic featuring a photograph of a girl taking a piss and Helvetica type mimicking the iconic signage of a once popular hipster clothing spot. [link]

I mean, I guess we can only hope it’s our girl:

Anyway, whoever sees it first wins a prize!

I saw Girl Talk and the Presets play the same bill about 6 or 7 years ago at some weird dance music festival at the Bill Graham Civic Auditorium, and it was awesome. This is going to be a blast. Treasure Island is consistently my favorite local festival (what with its epic views and chill vibe and great lineups that don’t overlap so you don’t miss anything), so, as I tell everyone I know every year, you should check it out, possibly even if you don’t like festivals at all.

Tickets go on sale tomorrow at 10AM right here.

P.S. Public Enemy???

This world exists in the mind of local painter David Enos, who has a show up at Four Barrel through the end of July:

A bunch of recent paintings, still a couple up for sale.

Read on for more info and a few more paintings.

This is quite a thing, filmed yesterday right here in the neighborhood. It looked dumb at first, but then I ended up watching all 11:26 of this guy Flamenco, apparently a local business owner, walking up and down 24th Street telling us about his platform. He’s gonna create ”trillions of jobs” and ”legalize every immigrant” — and that’s just the beginning. It’s the most impassioned marginally intelligible stream-of-consciousness stump speech you’ll see all year (maybe):

If he gets on the ballot I just might vote for him. (Hopefully he goes into greater detail about his plans for abortion and gay marriage in his next campaign video.)

(Thanks, Jaison!)

I’m walking to Safeway to get some boxes of Watermelon Wheat to party with. At the crosswalk by the McDonald’s I’m joined by a man and a young boy. The man says to the boy, “They make McDonald’s so those people don’t go in the places we go. Those people need places to eat too.” My eyes go wide, but the boy is totally onboard: “Yep!” he exclaims, with a spring in his step.

And then…. They walk into Boston Market. This definitely gives me pause, but I’m not sure what exactly it means because I’ve never been in a Boston Market. (Because I’m from another social strata altogether apparently.) But it means something, I’m sure.

I fantasized later that I’d followed them inside. “You know why they make Boston Markets, motherfucker? So people like you don’t bother me while I’m eating my Chicken McNuggets!” (Or, I dunno, while I’m at Beretta eating my bruschette of crescenza and broccoli rabe. I really don’t know. What is Boston Market??)

[Photo by Google Maps]

At Saturday’s Believer/Tumblr event at the Makeout Room, there were more than a couple of stories about encountering crazy people on the streets of SF. Turtle-enthusiast/multiple-dog-owner Mills Baker read this entertaining piece about an aspiring religious musical songwriter and future mother of quintuplets:

Now that I think about it, everyone I know who lives in or has visited the city has a favorite crazy person story. I guess that’s one good thing that came from the Reagan administration.

This is what I’ve been wondering about since the project’s announcement. See for yourself — main screen downstairs, four little screens upstairs, no balcony (sad face):

As for the rest of the scene at Thursday night’s community meeting, you got a free bacon-wrapped hot dog for attending, it was fun being inside the dilapidated old place, and it was decently attended:

We got to hear some stories about the old days, when popcorn cost 25¢ and a hot dog cost 75¢ (and I was like, “Big whoop my hot dog tonight was FREE”), and then they spent 20 minutes assuring us this project will be good for the Latino community.

Anyway, I can’t wait to go to the movies on Mission Street!!!!!!!

#1:

Just farted at Flour & Water #YOLO

— OMG the Mish (@omgthemish) June 25, 2012