Mission Mission

Ardent commenter and Ski Free expert MrEricSir captured this crew planting some trees on the recently renovated sidewalk of Valencia between 16th and 17th St.  While this definitely looks better than:

. . . Am I the only one who’s worried about where to lock up my bicycle now that all those parking meters are gone?

UPDATE!!! I am an idiot and the parking meters were reinstalled last week!  Leave it to the City to maximize parking revenue efficiency!

And this black asphalt will allegedly contain the new Días de los Muertos bike-racks!  Rad!  Nice surface area!

Unbeknownst to us, our partnership with VidSF is still going strong, and today it resulted in some coverage of the Bring Your Own Big Wheel party that Andrew mentioned earlier. Watch our very own Sunny Angulo’s report here.

SFist has a video too, here.

(Thanks, Sunny!)

Previously:

Fight Club

And will now just be kind of sad.

RIP Al Ross, founder of Doggie Diner.

If you see them around, tell them thanks, if you want.

Photo by Dolores Park Works.

Brainslip brings us some hard-hitting reporting about everyone’s favorite foul-mouthed Mission troubadour/celebrity stalker Omer. So read on if you’re curious about “Omer’s Favorite Breakfast Cereals Of All Time“. (I’m surprised Yoko-O’s didn’t make the list)

As of 14 minutes ago, at Humphry Slocombe.

I stumbled upon this custom radial map of some guy’s favorite burrito joints and their relative distances from his home. From the looks of it, it’s a map of Santa Clara:

Her son Greg, then 29, had recently introduced her to the “My Maps” plotting feature on Google maps. “He suggested that it would [even] allow me to map his favorite burrito joints, and I took him at his word,” says Brown. “I had radial maps in my head; they seem the most primal, symbolic kind of map. And yet–here’s the beauty and elasticity of maps–perfect for burrito joints!” Wondering about those Korean characters at the bottom? They’re a nod to Greg’s wife, who is Korean. The translation: “I love burritos.”

This looks like something we’d see on Burrito Justice; I’m surprised Johnny0 wasn’t consulted. Although in the Mission we’d definitely have to use feet instead of miles.

(via National Geographic)

I don’t want to get all political, but this captures the Mission experience just about right, right?

Photo by nomadjim.

One thing that I noticed right away about the hipsters in Tijuana was that their style was a few years behind that of San Francisco hipsters, who themselves are a few years behind New York hipsters (this is a good thing).  LA hipsters are not included because they never know what the fuck they’re doing anyway.

Hoping to buck the trend, this one is carrying around a unicycle.  The new fixie, anyone?  I feel like it’s been tried before.

Previously:

Hipsters Live in the Mission

Costco Hipster

Hipsters Don’t Deliver

Hipster Pizza

The Modern San Franciscan Has Real Boobs and Lives in the Mission

Photographer Helena Price snapped this gem on Valentine’s Day, but waited until yesterday to publish it, probably because she needed six weeks to recover from the crippling rush of witnessing this epic scene in the flesh. So what happened? Did the little tyke conquer post-apocalyptic Western Europe or what?

Also, now we can say without a doubt that that mystery machine parked in the median out front of Zeitgeist a couple years ago was this guy’s WAR CHARIOT.

WAR CHARIOT!!

Previously:

Crash Helmet

Sad Vader Gives Me The Finger