Mission Mission

Apparently they must have had a problem with people not believing the “Wet Paint” signs.  White pants kept turning up at Community Thrift with blue bottoms.

[Photo'd and titled by Kati Jackson]

[Photo by nileshd]

It’s that time of the year again when the masses of SF guerrilla cinema seekers pile on the layers and huddle around their thermos of Blue Bottle and Jameson, jockeying for the best blanket spot from which to watch free classic flicks.

Hoping to capture the magic of last year’s (or was it two years ago?) season opener featuring classic underdog Daniel Larusso overcoming the meanness of those bad boys from Cobra Kai, Dolores Park Movie Night is starting off the season with another timeless 80′s hit about a kid you want to root for.  I’ll give you a hint:

[Delorean concept art from Slashfilm]

It’s only natural that we witness Marty McFly showing both Biff and the Space Time Continuum who’s boss. Throw in a healthy dose of “Great Scott!” and you’ve got yourself a fantastic plan for a cheap date.

Also, these nights are put on DIY style by people who care about good movies.  Be a dear and kick them down a few bucks so they can keep this awesome tradition alive.  So far, we’ve seen Annie Hall, Pretty in Pink, and the Breakfast Club, all of which were excellent.  Any hope for a Repo Man screening this year?

UPDATE!!! Commenter MrEricSir clued us in to the fact that Film Night in the Park (pictured above) is a corporately sponsored event while DOLORES PARK MOVIE NIGHT is the DIY fest I meant to refer to.  Wow, I’m all mixed up now!

Whenever he gets too drunk to maintain his Valencia serenade, Mission troubadour Omer retreats to the mural wall across the street from my house, right next to the mockingbird car alarm tree.  Instrument skills extinguished for the night due to inebriated motor reflexes, he nonetheless continues the show and resorts to borderline racism and half-baked paranoia, even if there is no audience.  While it was too dark to really see what was going on, I’m sure you’ll recognize the voice.

Full disclosure:  If you choose NOT to listen to these rants of his, you will probably end up smarter for it.  I, on the other hand, do not have much of a choice!

Omer extols us to study the Constitution, and he wonders where Obama is from:

Omer rallies against gentrification and apologizes for the sorry state in which his hero Jimmy Carter left our country:

Previously:

Omer’s Favorite Breakfast Cereals

Omer, Bard of Valencia

No Love for Omer?

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!

And will now just be kind of sad.

RIP Al Ross, founder of Doggie Diner.

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

Even if the peak of an Easter storm successfully forced the Hunky Jesus extravaganza indoors and away from Dolores Park, it wasn’t able to deter a different legion of fanatics from competing in their own brand of Big Wheel craziness.

The fervent downpour made for hazardous conditions and the wind was turning umbrellas inside out, but that just helped keep things interesting on one of the steepest blocks in the City at 2oth and Vermont in Potrero.  Hundreds of adults threw caution and common sense to the wind as they barreled down the windy street in their plastic jalopies, and the results weren’t always pretty.  But I think that was the point.

Also, the guy riding the recycling bin definitely has the right idea.

If it wasn’t for those snooping hipsters.  Someone forgot to properly U-lock this puppy to the parking meter, and any unscrupulous customer could’ve come along and gotten a free sweatshirt.  Folks, secure your fixies AND your fidos.

[Found on Valencia near 20th St.]

Previously:

Best Puppy Ever

Mission Dog Runs Google Map

Kitty Vs. Butterfly

The powers that be have been installing these safety posts dividing the bike lane from the rest of traffic on Market Street.  The latest ones (pictured above) can now be found on the stretch between Gough and Van Ness. 

I like the spirit of this idea, since it creates a visual safety barrier and clearly denotes to vehicles that it is unnacceptable to use the bike lane to pass other slower vehicles on the right.  Ultimately, this will foster an overall sense of cycling security and will probably encourage the more cautious riders to start commuting to work every day.  Furthermore, this will definitely prevent delivery trucks from parking in the bike lane.

However, there is another side of me (the one that doesn’t think twice before splitting Muni buses with an inch of clearance on each side) that so far has only experienced these things getting in the way.  Sometimes it is necessary to exit the bike lane and veer into the traffic lanes, such as when passing slower riders who are travelling side by side or when a car inches out of a driveway a litte too far without looking and you need to make instant evasive maneuvers.

like this jerkface

Was it really so bad before?  I don’t recall ever feeling unsafe on this stretch of Market Street while riding in the bike lane.  On the other hand, the ubiquitous placement of these posts would probably have come in handy when fellow blogger Adrienne Johnson of Change Your Life, Ride A Bike was antagonized and almost purposefully knocked off her bike by a douchebag cop in an undercover vehicle.

What do you guys think?  At least they’re fun for slalom practice; that is, until THIS GUY shows up:

Doña Tere must have liked the Tijuana taco stands as well, but she wasn’t around to let me sample her fare.  Anyone ever try the tacos at this place on 21st and Florida, across the street from Pirate Cat Radio?

And Taco Bell, are you listening?  When I mentioned shrimp tacos, this is not what I was talking about.

Perhaps Broke Ass Stuart has the answer?

Previously: Mission Taquerias Need to Step it Up