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Fashion on Muni is a new project by Flickr user rchavez2, to be updated every Friday. Lo-fi shots, sure, but these are some solid fashion finds. I look forward to more.

UPDATE: It’s come to my attention that these photos are actually promotional material for a new sponsored feature on Muni Diaries called Muni Fashion Fridays. Flickr user “rchavez2″ is a journalism student at SFSU named Racine, working under the tutelage of Muni Diaries’ Eugenia Chen in a class called “Digital Journalism.” Racine will receive course credit for her contributions to the new feature, and, henceforth, the feature will consist of reader-submitted photos.

In an interview with local writer Frances Lefkowitz, Bookslut looks at the divide between rich and poor in the Mission:

You identify many such codes in your book. For example, you say why the lard tub at 826 Valencia in San Francisco makes you feel excluded: “It acts as a litmus test for distinguishing the people who ‘get’ the lard — or act as if they do — from the people who don’t. For the Spanish-speaking moms and kids who live in the neighborhood and walk past the keg to get to their tutoring sessions, lard is not an ironic joke; it’s food.”

Read on for the author’s answer, and for further thoughts on gentrification in the Mission.

Frances Lefkowitz’s memoir is called To Have Not, and reflects on a lifetime of feeling poor.

You really got to hand it to that Notch fellow.  I mean, this is really excellent viral advertising for that Minecraft game of his!  Or perhaps it’s for TRON?

Regardless, spotted on 23rd between Valencia and Guerrero.

“Uhh holy sunset,” says Helena.

Yeah. Might be wise to do happy hour at Ocean Beach tonight, like A Beautiful Life did yesterday:

If you want a pet, but you think they’re not allowed in your building, think again. This week we heard stories from a couple of our neighbors that indicate you might do well to reexamine the conventional wisdom. First, Steve:

Out of the five places I’ve lived with my dog, three were listed as “no pets” or “no dogs”, while two hadn’t thought about it before I applied. In all cases after the first, I provided the prospective new landlord with a sort of rental resume for my dog. It contains pictures (because he’s fucking adorable), documentation of his shots, a recent statement from his vet about his demeanor, and references from previous landlords and neighbors.

Landlords say no in their ads because they don’t want someone to show up with a gigantic man-eating hellhound who does nothing but shit and bark. When you drop the hammer of integrity on them they see that not only is your dog well-behaved, but you’ve got your shit together and are probably a better tenant than 95% of the dipshits in their potential tenant pool. Win.

Win!

Next up is TK, who has an even simpler way:

I signed a lease that said “No pets.” I now have a dog and a cat. How’d I do it? I asked the landlord and he said “Sure.” Never hurts to ask.

There you have it. Now go adopt a cutie-pie like Apple Fritter (pictured above).

World Champs!

Photo by Male Awareness Day.

Julie Michelle’s awesome project I Live Here: SF gets put where it belongs tonight, in a gallery*. As you probably know, she’s been photographing various people around San Francisco, telling their stories visually, and then letting them tell their own stories in words.

It sounds like she’s been working her tuchus off at nearby Dickerman Prints to make sure all the prints are just right. Come by SOMArts (934 Brannan St.) tonight between 6 and 9pm to see Julie in person. Artist’s talk is at 6:15, so you may want to go straight from work.

Our fearless leader, Allan, by Julie.

Our previous coverage includes Allan, Armand, Brittney, Beth, Plug 1 (Troy) and me.

*That’s right. Torn off the internet and put up on gallery walls, where important stuff goes. Oh, you think your little tweets belong on the walls of the Louvre? Nope. They belong in the garbage. Sorry, but it had to be said. Tweet that.

Why no Apple love in the Mission? You’d think this is something even Chicken John could get behind.

The only question is where? On Mission? Or Valencia? A few proposals:

The Social Security Building / old Hibernia Bank on Valencia and 22nd and Valencia:

Pros: Apple-eqsue architecture
Cons: even longer Boogaloo lines

Dolores Park Castle:

Pros: empty building finally used; good WiFi coverage for the park; nice park to rest in while awaiting Genius Bar appointments
Cons: dark wood beams may conflict with Steve Jobs beech aethsetic; Pottery Barn may attempt to move into Christian Science Church next door

Dolores Park Bathrooms:

Pros: Even better WiFi coverage in DP; safe refuge for Blue Bottle; clean bathrooms
Cons: white Apple logo easily tagged

Please add your suggestions in the comments.

(top photo by Chris Carlsson; Apple logo via Wikipedia)

The Reuters Photographers blog is almost always a good read, and today they deconstruct this epic shot of Timmy:

Generally, the moment you are looking for is when the ball has just left the tips of the pitcher’s fingers. But in a game where the pitchers are likely to be a big part of the story (and therefore there will likely be demand for more images of them), you need to look for other moments in their delivery that look interesting.

Read on.

With all the heat Four Loko has been getting lately, it’s obviously only a matter of time before it winds up in court and dies the same death suffered by its spiritual predecessor, Sparks.  Fortunately, back when that former caffienated malt liquor titan was litigiously forced off the scene, our pal Stephen was already on top of a game-changing beverage innovation that has so far escaped public scrutiny. 

Behold, REDWEISER.  One-fourth Red Bull and three-fourths Budweiser, this is one energy alcohol that won’t be banned from stores anytime soon.  Your grandkids will probably be drinking it.  But not Ariel’s.