Mission Mission

SFist this morning published a list of reasons you might be a bandwagon 49ers fan. Topping the list? You live in the Mission:

Once a bastion for Latino families, introverts, and homosexuals, San Francisco’s Mission District is now home to long lines of beards in black Giants caps waiting for ice cream, bread, groceries, Chinese food, and evenhaircuts at a fucking barbershop. Is it because The Mission has the best the city has to offer? Hell no. You can find the greatest of anything all over this unparalleled city of ours, not just on Valencia and Mission streets. It is because nowhere more in San Francisco do people love to be a part of something, to be a part of organized fun than in The Mission. If the shocking rise in baseball fans among the PBR set during the 2010 Giants World Series is any indication, we could see double that with football fans provided the Niners win Sunday’s NFC Championship.

Fair. Read on for lots more astute analysis.

[Photo by C'mon Pony]

Photojojo explains its new product:

Ahhh, the Mission District. The Burrito Capital of San Francisco. It’s a little known fact that Photojojo HQ sits smack dab in the middle of said capital and have we got a burrito for you.

Feast your eyes on the Photorito Lens Wrap!

Only $20. Read on.

I’m always tempted to go for the $2 Fat Tire deal at Rosamunde, but then I remember it’s in a can. No such catch tomorrow, when Racer and Radeburger drop to $1 in celebration of two years of Rosamunde in the Mission. Happy birthday, dudes. (Starts at 5 P.M.)

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Congrats to Lost Weekend on funding their community screening room! Seems like a smart move to provide an experience you can’t get on Netflix, and a good place to meet babes. Follow the link for a quick video explaining the project, in case you missed it.

HT: Katie C. [Photo]

Reader Hap L. snapped this pic of what he calls a “winter pylon migration.”

It was nearly twelve years ago that a Mexican political activist declared, “I would shoot my son and daughter if they ever order a green burrito.” At long last, El Farolito has caved to the times and has started offering spinach and whole wheat tortillas.

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Ruby in the Dust (pictured) explains:

San Francisco is one big fucking stage. It is a constant theater production. When I am walking down the street, it’s like I’m the second coming of Jesus fucking Christ. I’m not even egotistical about this. If I’m dressed cuter than a girl, her eyes automatically shift to the side because she’s challenged and I see a dirty look plastered on her face. It’s weird because I feel like we’re all interconnected. I can feel myself as a part of her, and her a part of me. I don’t understand why we can’t embrace the communal human THING that we share and be happy over it?

Read on for a few other musings on life in San Francisco.

Uh, Valentine’ Day is coming up soon? Keep this in mind? Or something. You’re welcome.

[via Summer Is Rad]