This really has nothing to do with San Francisco

Up until last week, Parkmerced was known for absolutely nothing.  It's still known for nothing, but now it's home to Taco Libre, the latest venture from Nombe chef Vincent Schofield, which apparently means something to foodies.  And while I'm certain I'll never bike out there and navigate through the resident rat population, the interior murals by Sirron Norris sure are fine.

Gemma Correll isn't a local artist or anything, but I did get turned onto her work from the recently departed Little Otsu press/shop on Valencia, so I figure that's good enough. Anyway, Gemma is now doing monthy cartoons for Emirates inflight magazine, which means there's at least one thing looking at in airline magazines now. [link]

I'm not usually in favor of animal testing, but I can let it go this time.

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If you missed last night's episode of Sons of Anarchy, you missed a glimpse on what could be one of the most significant liquor industry game-changers since the 21st amendment.  I'm actually amazed no one has thought of this sooner.  Its size is perfect for the movie theater, park, or high school cafeteria.  Plus, it makes a fantastic popping noise when you stomp on an empty.

Anyway, I've searched the internets far and wide to figure out where I can buy this groundbreaking product, but all that turns up where a bunch of queries on Yahoo! Answers trying to find the same thing.  Perhaps this was just a teaser product placement?

(gif via Dan's Page)

Are you reading Ice Tubes yet?  If not, you might be missing fantastic stuff such as the bicycle Christmas tree featured above.  Sure, this "tree" might reside in Sydney, which is some city in a country that isn't in the Mission, but it still serves as an important reminder of what we can accomplish when we're not tweeting.

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In my eyes, the highlight of last weekend's Bicycle Film Festival had to have been the 4 minute clip of this kid going completely nuts on his bike.  It's like prop comedy had a bender of unprotected sex with a BMX bike and birthed a kid in Wisconsin.

Dickchicken, who, through anonymity and satire, has risen to be the Banksy of Brooklyn, was just interviewed by The Workbook Project.  While watching a guy drawing penis shafts for three minutes is usually reason enough to watch a short, he does offer up some incite into his work.  For example, he basically confirms what we all could have guessed: drawing a chicken with a penis for a head wasn't originally intended to have a higher meaning; he just wanted everyone to have a good laugh.  Also, he admits he feels like "an idiot" when thinking about the future of Dickchicken, which probably is the only reasonable emotion a man in his position could feel.

Is Pennybags a relevant alt DJ, spinning some hot mix of danceable electronic music mashed up with crappy pop lyrics?  Or is he more progressive, infusing symphony with dubstep?  Who am I kidding, it's probably just Lady Gaga.

(shot in NYC by the always interesting LoisInWonderland)

Stevil over at All Hail the Black Market buried this snap after a long post about Interbike, but his take on it is dead on:

I've long felt that as we (cyclists) increase in numbers, (socially) we would experience a myriad growing pains. After all, we are up against three generations worth of belief that streets exist exclusively for motorized traffic. Eking out a small slice for ourselves would be a challenge, of that I had no doubt. Going toe to toe with hysteria that would make Joseph McCarthy blush is another matter entirely.

The backstory is some 2-wheeled insurgents are trying to keep a bicycle boulevard in place, while hundreds of neighbors are up in arms trying to get rid of it.  Honestly, I wish the whiny Dolores Park neighbors could put on a show like this one.  Damn good theater.