Mission Mission

If you’re headed to the Alternative Press Expo this weekend, be sure stop by the Pigeon Press booth and have a visit with Lisa Hanawalt. She is a genius.

See this blog entry for more.

This is what’s up at Heart every weekend. This is what’s up. Austin-style breakfast tacos.

Sure, I saw Bill Murray, and the guy from Fucked Up tried to assault me, but the breakfast tacos still held strong as a top highlight of my trip to Austin.

And these ones, made in San Francisco, are even better. Call me a blasphemer if you want, but they are bomb, and there’s no line for brunch at Heart.

Also, I realize the quality of this picture leaves something to be desired, but I didn’t want to give away the whole experience. This is just a hint. Go see for yourself, if you want.

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Don’t know what it is, but it’s probably art, and it’s out in the back yard at Fabric8, which is a lot bigger than it looks (I always thought it was just that first little tiny room), and has been hosting a food cart party every Friday for a while. My friend Kristina (who shot the gorgeous photo above) had a pretty bangin’ sweet empanada there last week.

See the press release for this week’s event after the jump: (more…)

Look closely.  It’s easy to miss at first glance.

The mystery is solved after the jump . . .

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Our buddy Cranky Old M.G. has amassed an impressive collection:

I know that if I were a petty criminal, I’d be anxious to get the stink of jail off me too, but perhaps leaving your ID bracelet on the street isn’t wise. You could become a victim of identity theft!

Read on to hear the whole story and view the photo in its entirety.

Clearly, the only conclusion that one can come to when finding strange objects on the street is that they came from a “hipster party”. Has anyone seen a “lamenting hipster” walking around? Or perhaps one of our hipster readers knows what happened here.

If so, let Mission Loc@l know.

Congratulations, San Francisco!  In August, we set a new national record!  Guess which airport had the worst one-time performance in the nation?

The Cranky Flier reports that with only 70.2% of flights arriving within 15 minutes of schedule this August, SFO beat out stalwarts like La Guardia, Chicago and Atlanta.  (Number 2 was Miami at 75.9% and #3 was La Guardia at 76.4%.)

Fog of course is always a threat — bad weather means only one runway can be used — and our absolutely craptacular summer seems to have pushed us over the edge.  Here’s a chart of on time arrivals by time.  (Note to self, do not fly in at 10 AM in “summer”.)

Departures were not great either — August numbers below. The bottom 5 are no big surprises for anyone who’s been on an airplane in the past 10 years but I found our #6 position kind of surprising.

In September we were 9th worst for departure delay, and July we were 28th worst (aka 13th best).  Someone with more money and time than myself really ought to chart this by time and cross reference to weather, kthxbye.

Of course, what’s an SFO post without a link to Telstar Logistics’ glorious air highway map for Bay Area airports?

(Presidio Bowl by Thomas Hawk)

A few weeks after hearing that some high end exclusive club (that also happens to let you bowl for a small fortune) plans on opening in SoMa* Paolo Lucchesi tells us that Brooklyn Bowl might be planning to open a new location on Mission Street. Unlike Berkeley Bowl**, Brooklyn Bowl actually has bowling.

Taking a look at the Brooklyn Bowl website, I’m  wondering how much less of scene this place is. I guess it’s unrealistic to just want some lanes and a pitcher of beer. The food looks good, realistically expensive. $25 bucks for half an hour of bowling. Not too bad, I guess, if you’ve got a bunch of friends. But is this place cool? Can you go there without spending a week’s paycheck? Can I wear a white t-shirt? Do you have to come straight from Medjool?

Anyone been there? Is this what people want to have on Mission Street?

*Seriously, no white t-shirts? You open a bowling alley and kick out the rockabillys and greasers? I get that you don’t want poor people, but someone has to actually throw some balls down some lanes at some point, right? Or is it really just decor? What if I come dressed in a bathrobe or a purple jumpsuit? No, you’d throw me out. I have to bowl in a dress jacket? But I bet it’s all right if I unbutton it enough to show most of my chest, as long as a white t-shirt isn’t covering my chest hair.

**That’s right, Berkeley Bowl, I haven’t forgiven you for kicking me out just for tossing frozen tofurkeys down the aisle at a row of soy milk bottles!

Vicki here had an epic stumble home from Dolores Park this evening. Luckily, her buddy Carlos Reyes was there to document some highlights.

Seriously, though. What’s more fun than a nice stumble through the neighborhood on a warm summer evening after a pleasant chill-out in the park with good friends?