Mission Mission

It’s not quite Gozar-weird, but this great shot by MM reader Jesse proves that the Sunset isn’t the only neighborhood with epic, well, sunsets.

He already told us the spot from which it was taken.  Can you figure it out?

[Photo]  (Thanks Jesse!)

Previously:

These Sunsets

Ken Ken Ramen, makers of apparently hell of good ramen, are gonna start doing their thing Thursdays at the Corner.

Eater SF has a big story detailing a lot of details right here.

Dolores Park Works announces a novel new idea:

Yes, what a concept, regular Dolores Park Clean-ups. Now every third Saturday. We start this Saturday, November 20, 10am to 2pm. We got the gloves, pickers, bags,  rakes, weed hoes….well you get the picture.  All we need is you.

Who’s in? Further details here.

[Photo by Broke-Ass Stuart]

Have you ever experienced jury duty in San Francisco?  Sarah from Mission Cheese tried it out last week and barely came away with her sanity intact:

Tuesday, as the visions of lollipops & rainbows fade into the distance, I walk through 4 consecutive blocks of puke-scented sidewalk (really, how can it last for that many blocks?!?) to arrive at the San Francisco Hall of Justice at 850 Bryant, to wait . . . Hours later I fill out an 8 page questionnaire & am told to return the following day at 10 am.

[On Wednesday] We are called back into the courtroom for yet another roll-call, and another 15 jurors are excused by the council. (ahhhhhhh!) Then, get this, we are told that due to some legal matters that have arisen, we are going to have to come back on Monday at 9 am to START the jury selection process.

See how this Larry David-esque legal drama unfolds (and how it threatened the future of Valencia’s first boutique cheese shop) here.

BTW, who else can’t wait for Mission Cheese to finally open?

[Photo by Refracted Moments]

Eater SF tells us the story of a dude in Sacramento who got all bent out of shape because his Whopper receipt said a swear word. And got a bunch of people fired. Bummer!

But don’t blame Sacramento. Sacramento was, after all, where I witnessed the lo-fi indie rock cover of Cee-Lo’s “Fuck You.”

These guys do:

But sometimes it seems like all anybody talks about anymore are those other ice cream places. Whereas five years ago Mitchell’s was the place to be. It’s still awesome, right?

[Photo by leejay] [via grilledcheese]

Officially, they say they’re remodeling or for sale or whatever, but they can’t fool us.  We’re on to the fact that this building is obviously ground zero HQ for the worldwide Furry takeover movement.  We must act now while there is still time, or else.

Previously:

Cyclocross Race or Lost Furry?

Clearly inspired by Brock’s rad photo (and my rad X-Men joke) from last month’s Pizza Party. You’re welcome, Divisadero corridor!

Aggressive Panhandler has the full story and lots more photos right here.

UPDATE: The muralists responsible for this already-beloved piece of work are Garrison Buxton, Ezra Li Eismont and Bunnie Reiss. Ezra has lots more photos of the kitties here.

Fart Partier Julia stumbled upon one last Fart Party shirt, from back in the day I guess, and she’s put it on eBay along with the piece of original art pictured above. Turkey! Just in time for the holidays!

Pertinent details are here.

Previously:

Broke-Ass Fart Party

It’s only fair, right?

I mean, maybe not. Government watchdog Generic took a tasty look yesterday at San Francisco’s City Attorney Dennis Herrera’s stand on the FDA’s bummer ruling. It concludes with:

Denny, you come for my Irish Coffees and I won’t rest until you’re run out of town.

But you should read the whole thing.

[Photo by tayzenberg]