Mission Mission

I was watching this TV show about cops in the Mission the other night and it looked so real and everything and then I realized I put my TV on the street months ago (because I couldn’t think of what it did that my computer didn’t) and I had actually been looking through a hole in a chair.

Just a reminder.

I walk around the neighborhood on late Saturday and Sunday mornings and I look at all these people crowded together outside the brunch spots. I see a bunch of able-bodied folks with at least one common interest, and I can’t help thinking about how to somehow put them to use.

Here we have a crowd of people who are not going anywhere anytime soon, standing, waiting, listless. Hungover and tired, probably, but nevertheless, there must be a way to get something going here. I really have no idea what. Sure, you could try to sell them some stuff, and they’d probably buy some of it. But that’s thinking small.

What else could we do with them? Get them to carry some heavy crap? Poll them to find out if you’re hot or not? Give them a group project to complete before brunch becomes lunch?

I just really think there’s an untapped potential here.

I don’t know if you realize this, but there are 5 movies in the “Bring It On” franchise. Which is kind of amazing.

Awesome neighborhood video store Fayes Video & Espresso Bar (a former employer of mine) are more than just a witty sandwich board. They review all five so you can decide what kind of drinking game to put together for your cheerleader slumber party.

Read the reviews and more musings from 18th and Guerrero here.

But you’re going to need a ticket for this. Your tire is clearly in a red zone.

Breaking Trend: A new pigeon run burrito Street Food operation opened up in the gutter on 20th and Mission.

This group of pigeons are mostly friends of the original pigeon, so the actual pigeon enthusiasm about this new pigeon venture may not be accurately reflected here. Nevertheless, analysts give it a high chance of success, given the fact that it’s in the gutter, and aimed at a mostly pigeon demographic. The bird will eat where the man won’t.

This is the name of your new band.

But, really, I was just thinking if anyone had anything that you wanted to throw away, I know a place.

This pamphlet was found (and left) on Capp Street. It looked quite helpful.

In related news, I recently overheard quite the little Mission scene.
(This conversation comes from my memory, but I believe it to be mostly accurate)

Setting: Late Sunday morning in an alley near 16th and Mission.

Characters: Man #1, white, mid-30s, having a smoke in front of his studio. Man #2, white, mid-20s, having a smoke of crack in front of Man #1′s studio.

Man #1: Dude, you into crack?

Man #2: Yeah, man, I’m into all kinds of things. Really into crystal, into it all though. I love drugs.

(I missed the next two lines, as I was sleepily spacing out in the big chair in the living room)

Man #1: What are you doing with your life, man? I mean, really?

Man #2: Hah! Just making it go by as fast as possible.

Man #1: What?

Man #2: Just making it go by as fast as possible!

Man #1: (shaking-head-in-disgust sound)

Man #2: I tell you what though, at least I’m not smoking cigarettes.

Man #1: (more disgusted sounds)

Man #2: Now I’m gonna piss on this pigeon. C’mere pigeon! Imma piss on you!

Man #2 then urinates on a pigeon, Man #1 goes back into his studio.

This seems to be less subconscious and more art. Or maybe it performs some other kind of function I don’t understand.

Did anyone else get to Little Otsu‘s yellow special this weekend?

(Look at those chuckleheads walking around taking pictures of stores and stuff! Hah!)