Killer street art!
Oh so this is where all those acappella guys in college ended up:
Janey Smith is one of our favorite poets (and blog commenters), so we were excited to find this curious bit of performance on YouTube.
Purchase Janey’s book Animals here.
You can’t play pool at Pop’s anymore, but YOU CAN PLAY AIR HOCKEY. Everyone is excited:

Mission Local reports:
Once vilified with the stamp of gentrification and viewed as a service for out-of-town visitors, valet parking has increasingly become accepted in the Mission, as a dozen or so restaurants and parking lots now offer the service. With new restaurants moving in, the likelihood is that even more will be needed.
If approved, a 50-space lot at Builders Exchange of San Francisco, on South Van Ness Avenue near 20th Street, will be the latest to adopt valet parking.
“What we can see in the immediate future is that the demand for parking, especially in the evening, is going to rise quite noticeably,” said Phillip Lesser of the Mission Merchants Association, who is spearheading the proposal for valet parking at the Exchange. “The supply of parking is going to diminish quite considerably.”
Our pal Matt delivers the bad news:
Was running late for work so didn’t have time to snap a pic but saw a city maintenance worker cutting down the swing on Valencia. Swinggate continues! SOPA! Obama!
Capitalism! Christianity! Society!
This teaser ad looks pretty phony, but it’s making the rounds and getting some serious coverage. I sent the link to our in-house punk expert Lizzy and asked her if it’s for real:
Lizzy: WHAT
i don’t know….
i’d give it like a 40% chance maybe
mostly given all the other emo reunions that have gone around the last few years
where’d you get that?
me: josh yule
Lizzy: i don’t know
i’ll believe it when i see it
it doesn’t seem likely, but then i also though at the drive-in were gone forever
Sent at 11:21 AM on Thursday
Excellent point. Here’s hoping the band responsible for “the sound of the Mission” indeed comes back to life. Thanks, Lizzy! Thanks, Josh!
Give their rear window a little lovetap with the Freedom Hammer, and I guarantee that’s the last time they ever yell at a cyclist.
Previously:
Cyclists: What do you do when someone yells at you from their car?
Sara, we agree. (Valencia between 26th & Southern California.)