Out of respect for Jesus and my trashed liver, I decided to not drink today and instead opted to see what was happening back in the Mission while watching the Sox and Steven Tyler embarrass himself in the 7th.  Well, snap, some foreign tourist (read: terrorist) was “iMugged” today.  Snaps all around!  Also, “iMugged” is Mission Local’s word, not mine.  The only words I like to make up are prefixed with “fuck” or “fart” or “zomg.”

Pretty sure I google reader shared this from some other blog a few weeks ago but I just stumbled across this on Valencia St. yesterday.  BAM

 For those few of you who didn’t have something to say about the Modern San Franciscan, now’s your opportunity to get gratuitously whiny and butthurt over a Mike Giant drawing!

(as found on Kate’s Tumblr)

I’ll go first: To be honest, I can’t even hate on most of this. If I tried hard enough I could find something mean to say about all of these places (if you haven’t noticed, I’m really good at being mean, I think it’s why KevMo recruited me for this) but that still wouldn’t stop some of them from becoming my other living rooms. Even the Kezar, despite being a meetinghouse of the Fraternal Order of Dudebros, redeems itself with delicious burgers. My only complaint … where’s my fourth other living room, the Buddha Bar? That spot is on point.

Internet Haters, have at the comments section! 

A reader follows up with pictures of the bust + narc responsible for hating on fun:

I witnessed the take down of the Ganja Man.  It was, just like you say, extremely sad.

I also love the group of people sitting directly to the right of the arrest.  They are trying to act cool but are actually sweating it big time cause they presumably have just bought from him… ha ha.  The whole thing is disappointing on so many levels; mostly that don’t the cops have anything better to do?

I’m also digging on the cop that has to carry the skull staff back to the cruise.  Hey Johnny, can you put this into evidence?

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