Mission Mission

…according to Mollie C, whose photo here makes me want to sprint to the nearest Walgreens and load up on Advil Allergy Sinus. How’s everybody feel?

I just wanted to clear this up for you. Scott has one Scootter [sic] 4 Sale Two, in addition, I think, to a flatbed truck. Now, if you wish to purchase his 40 (?) year old van, which may or may not still run, you are out of luck in ’10.

Capisce?

If you need to see it bigger.

A couple weeks ago it came to light that there is a serious pierogi deficiency in the Mission. A handful of helpful souls have started thinking about how to rectify this injustice, and this week we received word of a couple more possibilities:

Amber wants to have a pierogi party this weekend.

Joe wants to start a pierogi business ASAP.

Get in touch if you’re game!

Photo by _Tawcan.

Whoa, today Beth Spotswood devoted a whole post to whether or not our old pal Amanda is a hipster. There’s a MGMT reference, some discussion and it all concludes with Amanda’s 10-point definition of hipsterism. I like this part:

No, I am not a hipster Beth. God, you always think me and my friends are hipsters. We are so not. We WISH we were hipsters. Hello? We don’t do coke until 4am. We don’t go to gallery openings. I go to Starbucks, Beth.

You mean if you start your coke binge at 4am you’re in the clear? Duly noted. Thanks, gals!

Anyway, is Amanda a hipster? You be the judge.

Previously:

Costco Hipster

Hipster Pizza

Messenger Bag Full of Hipster Spawn

Take My Hipster Wife, Please

Sexiest Hipster

Reader Scott B. sends word of an accident (not pictured):

[D]id you guys hear anything about the car chase on Bryant that ended in two cars smashing into each other and some parked cars?

Nope. Anyone?

Photo by y3rdua.

You Might Find Yourself had a “fancy pants tea party” in the park over the weekend apparently.

Man, my mom made me go to a lot of fancy pants tea parties when I was a kid and NONE OF THEM EVER HAD BIG DADDY I.P.A.! What’s up with that, Mom?

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Grub Street this morning has a bunch of local bartenders telling us why vodka is bunk (it’s flavorless and boring, doye).

Brooke from Range bemoans that the vodka-based Vin de Pamplemousse cocktail remains her bestseller even with a bevy of tastier and more inventive offerings on the menu. And then Neyah from Nopa goes off, explaining what a sham the entire vodka industry is. It’s a good read.

The thing is, I love a big complex cocktail like Beretta’s Improved Whiskey more than anything. But sometimes I crave a simple swallow of vodka too. Like how you love a big multi-course feast out at a Michelin-starred destination kitchen, but sometimes just crave box mac and cheese?

Also, last week in Austin I highly enjoyed a few Tito’s and sodas, all while highly enjoying a showcase performance by *Gin* Wigmore no less. (Tito’s is some kind of artisanal Vodka handmade in Austin, and Gin Wigmore is some kind of Amy Winehouse sound-alike handmade by some guys that used to play guitar for Bryan Adams apparently.)

So, what of it? Can we still love vodka even if we acknowledge that it’s mostly boring?

Photo by brickfrenzy.

UPDATE: Oh! PLUS, Absolut seems to have sponsored this new Spike Jonze movie, which looks like it might be good (or at least, better than that last thing he did), so, cut them some slack or something maybe? Maybe.

This really only works if everybody follows the rules. If the guy before you didn’t, then there is surely all the more reason not to sit down. So, I’m sure this might work in Japan, where this blog oki yo is broadcasting from, but not nowheres else. Link.

Plus, if you’re really really drunk, once your pants are down and you’re seated, how easy is it going to be to get back up?

Previously:

Please Sit Down If You Are in Gwar

Special Tiolet Flushing Instructions

I mean, I avoid “the bro” every chance I get. But to straight-up bar them from the community? That seems a tad bit like overkill.

Photo by Hamburger Eyes.

Previously:

Bros Vs. Buddhists

This is old news to a lot of you, but the Bike Kitchen rules.

My Peugeot had an unfortunate run-in with a BMW some time ago and I’ve been needing to replace the front fork. Local shops were estimating a >$125 repair and some even refused to do the work due to liability. Eventually, I said “screw that, the bike isn’t even worth that much” and took it in to the Bike Kitchen Saturday to work on it myself.

An old-timer volunteer, Rudy, patiently showed me how to use all the headset installation tools, bitched about how he didn’t have such extravagancies in his day (“We just did this with a hammer and screwdriver!”), and even offered some MacGuyver workarounds that any reputable shop wouldn’t touch with a ten-foot seat post (coke can stem shimming! using old headset parts as spacers!). I stuck around a bit longer to true my wheels and adjust my brakes and I was back on the road in a couple of hours.

Yeah so maybe I’ll be scraping myself off the grill of a bus in a couple of weeks but it’s my life, dammit, and it only cost me $5 to use their space, extensive set of tools, and replacement parts for the day.

The Bike Kitchen is right here in the Mission on Florida between 18th and 19th. Open hours are: Tue, Wed, Thu 6-9pm; Sat noon-5pm

Previously:

Rainy Day Bike Kitchen Caravan