Mission Mission

I saw this just now and it just about broke my heart.

Ryan Christopher Parks (of B. Hamilton fame), Mission Mission would hereby like to buy you a sandwich.

Previously:

A Really Good Review of a B. Hamilton Show at Amnesia

Arizmendi proudly demonstrates DARPA‘s latest in K-9 repelling technology.

The pear pizza pie they had on Sunday kicked ass, by the way.

Reader Margaret noticed the following mobile pic on Leonard’s tour diary, dated about 10 days ago:

I wonder where he was headed. Anybody spot him?

When Mission Workshop first hit the scene, my only complaint was that their bags came in nothing but drab colors. Lucky for me, they recently debuted a couple of new color options, one of which is bright red. And they were kind enough to give me a review model:

So I’ve been riding around the neighborhood expecting compliments on my rad bright-red bag. But all I get is:

Whoa, is that a rolltop messenger bag?

OMG, is that a rolltop messenger bag??

ROLLTOP MESSENGER BAG!!?????!?

So it’s turning heads, which is nice. But not because it’s red. Oh well. The rolltop is great; never do I worry that anything in the bag will get even slightly damp.

My favorite part is still the extremely well-conceived one-handed strap tightening/slackening action:

More info and colors here.

P.S. Sorry about all the bag porn recently. Maybe only a couple more posts and then we’ll be done for a while. Maybe.

Previously:

Ariel Reviews a Mission Workshop Backpack… in the Shower

Our pal Queen Larbs takes a look at the pros and cons of hanging with couples:

Couples have the inherent benefit of potentially introducing you to one more neat person (as well as the built-in lameness of cashing out early and generally being less down to party) and single people provide the amusement of gratuitous make-outs, one night stands, and other tomfoolery with strangers through which I can either live vicariously or just be entertained (way to take one for the team, single friends). If I turn into a person who only wants to hang out with other couples, you won’t even need to take any action because I’ll be too busy barfing on myself in a corner.

For the record, I love couples. Some of my favorite people in the world are couples. But she makes some good points. Read on.

[Photo by Andy Smith]

The accessories are a little off, but other than that.

[Art by Artbear] [via njdub]

Previously:

Fear the Bearded Vader

It’s high up on the wall at Afterlife, which probably means it’s pricey, but it looks like real vintage. And it reads “MICHAEL JACKSON FOR PRES.” in a Thrillery typeface for goodness’ sake.

Also, that rad-but-tiny Giants hat is still there, along with another old Giants hat that looked pretty good.

Previously:

Hella Rad Oakland Sweatshirt

Hey, Janebook, throw some reality on our ass, right now:

why is it that EVERY CHEAP ROOM IN THE MISSION is in a houseful of awful losers who won’t let any alcohol or meat in the house or even outdoor-only smoking, won’t let a potential roommate’s significant other spend the night and insist on obnoxious anal retentive policies like weekly house meetings and fucking … chore wheels?

Right!? Fucking chore wheels? It just gets better: read on.

[Photo courtesy of Hippy Kitchens]

Previously:

Room 4 Rent: All Roommates Wear Black-Framed Glasses

That’s right, bicycle and skateboard parking only.

Hmm.

Hmm.

WHAT IS SKATEBOARD PARKING?

[via Madey Gaga]

Previously:

Hella Parking

There. It’s the new, improved, fixie-friendly Bernal Plains. Take that, Bernalwood!

Previously:

Bernal Heights Hipster Repelling System (HRS)