Mission Mission

Whenever debate about the city’s complicated transportation infrastructure dilemma occurs, the discussion is always dominated by the major interest lobbyists (cyclists, motorists, pedestrians).

But who will speak for the rollerbladers???

Now that all the drama has finally died down, this is where we stand…until it is reincarnated again!

(Thanks void!)

Previously:

• Fun-hating grinch cuts down Valencia swing
• Valencia swing memorial eulogizes the death of fun
• Site of former Valencia swing commemorated by hanging dog toy
• Valencia swing is back, with steel cables this time
• Valencia swing cut down again, this time by a city official

It’s fantastic that there’s so many people taking to the streets these days to ride their bikes to work, play, or wherever they need to go.  Of course, this also means that not everyone has developed the proper etiquette necessary for transversing the city without enraging other pedestrians and motorists (not to mention their fellow cyclists).  Luckily, there’s a chance some of us have observed these proceedings and are now on a path towards cyclist enlightenment–a haughty-sounding but nonetheless noble pursuit.  In case you’re still not sure which side you’re on, check out this video to see if you fall under any of the alluded stereotypes that might prevent you from becoming an enlightened cyclist.

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Ah, it’s one of those rare San Francisco nights where it’s so warm you can be out in shorts and a t-shirt at 11pm.  I hope you’re all taking advantage of tonight, because we only get about 10 of these per year, so DON’T FUCK IT UP!  While you’re at it, do be careful as well, especially if you happen to be near 16th Street, because there seems to be something in the air that’s causing cars to crash all over the place.

Our pal Lindsey happened to (suspiciously) be at both scenes, and here’s how it all went down according to her:

At 16th and Harrison we heard a loud band from inside Dear Mom and went out to see that two cars had collided and one was leaking liquid.  Everyone was out of the car and I called 911, but no one seemed to have any immediate injuries.

Then, at 16th and Mission I rolled up right after it happened and someone said a woman got hit by a car and “wasn’t okay.” The ambulance pulled out a stretcher but I didn’t stick around much after that.  The Harrison accident happened at around 7pm and the Mission one was at about 8pm.

Wow, let’s hope that she ended up being okay after all.  Be careful out there, folks!  And remember, don’t blow it tonight!

Doesn’t it look delicious?  Except for that blue stuff–I don’t know what that’s supposed to be.  Nevertheless, the most precise super burrito ever assembled can be found at Z Space, but you’d already know that if you’ve been coming to ping pong!

Everyone’s favorite hero of the park is now more mobile than ever thanks to this sweet new ride he was recently seen rocking at the park (rad colors!).  This can only mean more cold, convenient beer for everyone, for which we are grateful.  One word of advice though, sir–you could definitely cut down on trips if you affixed a basket to that thing!

Just look at him scanning the horizon.  Wherever there are thirsty people, cold beer will be there.

(Thanks Elliot!)

Previously:

• Cold beer, cold justice

According to MM reader Raun who was on the scene, it occurred at around 10 or 11am on Sunday while you were waiting in line for brunch somewhere.  It’s pretty horrifying to imagine how the truck managed to get on top of the bicycle, but let’s hope that everyone involved is okay rather than level inane accusations like “Oh look the bicycle wasn’t even in the bike lane THEY DESERVED TO GET HIT.”

There finally appears to be a battle for neighborhood domination brewing that will settle the score once and for all, and it’s taking place at a local high school this Saturday. I have a feeling that “the Border Patrol” is going to get his ass kicked by either Hijo de la Parka or Hijo del Misterioso, and that’s only if El Mariachi doesn’t get to him first. Of course, you can probably count on the Notorious Famous B to bring his A game (or in this case, B game) to the ring as well.

I’m still trying to figure out which side Kafu is on though.

(Thanks Anthony!)

Okay, all animosity regarding this holiday aside, this is really fucking cute.  Homeboy here missed his girl in Toronto so much that he actually planned out a heart-shaped bike ride around the city so he could send her this GPS outline.  He must have really meant it too, because that one part where the two arcs meet at the top looks like it was quite the serious climb!  Check out the whole story over at Mission Bicycle.

Ah, modern romance.

Kids these days don’t know how good they have it when it comes to playgrounds. Back when I was still allowed inside one of these things, we’d consider ourselves lucky with merely a slide, monkey bars, swings, and some broken bottle-infused sand that the one jerk kid would always throw in your face. Bonus points for one of those 3 story rocketships that were terrifying if you happened to be scared of heights.

These days playgrounds have playsets that mimic modern art and instead of sand opt for that nice cork composite padding to cushion the skulls of any children who lose their balance. I have no idea how that seat thing on the left is even supposed to work. Of course, if this place really wanted to score points with the locals, they’d install a mini-sutro tower!

Previously:

• New Dolores Park playground looking just about done thanks to addition of giant footbridge