Mission Mission

Reader Eric S. fills us in on this bummer:

I live right across the alley from this Chris Lux piece, so I was pretty bummed out to see that someone sprayed hatred all over his art. One of my neighbors saw the act in progress and told me that it was all done by some angry young girl who had some serious beef with Lux.

Now I can’t help but wonder if he snubbed her at The Attic on Morrissey Night or pretended not to know her while attending an Apache show.

Well, graffiti enthusiasts, a spurned lover or some such defaces an artist’s work: Is it art?

A mockingbird just moved into the tree across the street.  It looks like he came from a rough neighborhood though, because the only song he seems to know is that car alarm loop ubiquitous to areas with high incidence of grand theft auto (vice city).  I recorded a few minutes of his performance at 4am on friday night/saturday morning so you can hear him go through the cycle a few times.

Let’s hope he meets an automotive-minded female mockingbird soon, because it’s going to be tough to find another housemate on craigslist if I have to keep explaining why my neighbors are wearing ear plugs to bed.  Between this and the fact that just to the left of that tree is the spot where Omer ends up (and spends hours yelling incoherently) when he gets too drunk to continue his regular Valencia serenade, it’s going to be tough!

I always thought that they had to take off those crazy outfits to go to the bathroom (and that porta-potties were for mere mortals).  Looks like he got stuck!

Photo from SXSW courtesy of Trevor, before he was devoured (below).

this won't end well

Fashionist was down in Austin last week scoping out what’s hot.

Previously:

Behind the Scenes of a Fashionist Photo Shoot

Aurah asks, via our Contact Us page:

Any ideas of what happened [Saturday] night at 14th and Guerrero? I could see the police but not the actual guy they were screaming at, “Put down the knife! etc.” Then it sounded like maybe they shot him with that beanbag gun and then a couple real gunshots.

Read on. What happened anyway? I’d call SFPD but I’m still sort of busy with SXSW.

Photo by Rob Maguire.

Did her pants split? The Tens has the answer.

Great to see the little guy has finally gotten the tiny (and ridiculously cute) casts off of his hind legs!  Quite a contraption there, too!  Ladies, I can’t think of a more desirable potential Mission mate than someone who can combine DIY technical acumen with an obvious love for animals.  Swoon!

This week Potential Past and I both noticed the shadows in the park.

By Potential Past.

By me.

And a bonus comic strip about St. Patty’s Day in the park by Charlotte Drury.

Watch your back! Reader Alex S. fills us in:

I thought you might like to know of the most recent Peeping Tom in Dolores Park. He is taking photos of everyone relieving themselves by the railroad tracks. The fucking guy! I caught him (mid-piss) taking photos of both me and my girlfriend from the bushes on the other side of the tracks. I then went back up top and ran across the bridge to take a photo of him. Hope you enjoy and perhaps alert the rest of SF of this doosh. Also a good time to address this Dolores Park referb that’s going to happen — hopefully they’ll make bathrooms that don’t take 45 min to stand in line for?

Hopefully, indeed!

Thanks, Alex!

Previously:

I See You, You Pervert!

According to this craigslist ad, the Culture Skate storefront is up for grabs. Sucks… sounds like it’s time for another game-changing iteration of the Tony Hawk’s Pro Skater franchise to get more young posers on boards and give the skating industry the boost it needs.

Thanks to Devin H. for the tip.