Mission Mission

Missed Connections brings us a cautionary tale of feet and socks and couches at cafes:

Quick etiquette tips to the cafe goer (mission district)

• Do not remove your shoes in a cafe.
• Do not then wind those sweaty-ass feet under you on the couch.
• Especially don’t do that when your fucking socks LOOK LIKE THIS.

Seriously. It’s fucking gross.

Seriously.

Now can we determine which cafe this is so we can all stay the hell off that couch?

Reader Keith B. sent this in saying, “local fixie riders need to practice!” And I wasn’t gonna post it because this video is like a year old or more, but then I watched it.

This video is exponentially more exciting than anything by Macaframa. And their outfits are way better. Watch it now:

But could they do it on hills, in traffic? That would be the pinnacle of human achievement. Now where can I see some bloopers?

I wrote about these guys last year, after I’d heard the sad news that we’d lost their leader. (And I stand by everything I said.) Yesterday, I learned of the existence of this recently uploaded terrible but wonderful video of them rocking the Purple Onion some 17 years ago.

Now go buy their record. It is as real a classic as you’re ever gonna find.

It’s real vintage, handmade-looking, felty. Small though, so you’ve gotta have a pretty small head.

For sale now at Afterlife on Valencia.

Oh, and there’s only one.

Okay, this picture doesn’t do it justice, but what picture possibly could? (Well, Todd Lappin might do a decent job.)

In any case, this dude came barreling down Market Street at top speed on a fully loaded shopping cart, squeaking through the Octavia intersection right as the light turned yellow. How’d he time it just right like that? I can’t even seem to get it right on a bike, with brakes and speeds — and steering!

What an athlete!!

Photo by Zoë Banks.

Previously:

Stuart Murdoch Says, “Go Giants!”

“Go Giants!” in the Parking Lot

“Go Giants!” on BART

Obama Says, “Go Giants!”

Orange you glad we here in the USA take the time to dispose of a dead whale in an orderly and cleanly fashion?

They’re not so diligent in Europe I guess, where Girls Girls Girls spotted this grim tableau.

Some not-so-appetizing Swedish candy, courtesy of Ashleyanne.

And we thought that German plop beer was bad.

Sure, there were dozens of highly paid touring acts on stage at Treasure Island this past weekend, but a highlight for me were local boys the Ferocious Few, who appeared at some kind of throwback carnival midway tucked back away from the main-stage action. They played at various intervals throughout both days of the fest, and drew big crowds every time.

These guys have traditionally done their best work on street corners (and in gutters), but I feel a change coming on. I think the festival organizers would do well to put them on one of the real stages next year.

Also, they’ve printed up some hot new t-shirts. Keep a lookout.

P.S. I took this picture clean through a big green tarp. Impressed?

Previously:

Ferocious in the Streets

Think they’re related to these jammers?