Mission Mission

Just a friendly reminder to be a little more polite on the internets:

I love this photo!

And, she’s not a hipster. She’s my best friend.

Some of you should try to remember that you’re not commenting on an anonymous photograph and are being insensitive toward your neighbors and community. Whether or not you think she’s a hipster some of these snarky comments are downright rude. You’re representing yourself as a tactless shithead when you post things of this sort:

“I hope he bit off those leggings.”

“Clearly she is a clown making her walk of shame post clown car orgy (you’d be surprised how many people fit in her-I mean there. In this dog she sees another way to make small children cry. Jesus people.”

“more like an unidentifiable late 30s white woman that is desperately trying to hold onto her youth by wearing ‘fun’, ‘cheery / edgy’ and ‘awkwardly mismatched’ clothing with RUNNING SHOES to tie it all together; that any true hipster would never wear. i should know.”

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EPA has the scoop.

A dig at Bike Basket Pies?

SFweekly has the scoop.

MrEricSir has the scoop on another punk show at 16th St. BART.

I’m going to quote Sex Pigeon in full.  I’m sure he won’t mind.

Hi. I don’t normally make big purchases. I am adverse to them, even.

But this was a good bike at a nice price. I saved up for it. I wanted this good bike at this nice price.

I had it for two weeks. I rode it twice. Once, on the way home from the store, and then, to Sausalito and back. A beautiful day.

It was stolen from my backyard tonight. Not quite sure how. It was way past the other bikes, all the other bikes in the little bike tunnel in our backyard. It was picked out, selected, stolen, fresh and new. Nothing before has ever been stolen from our backyard.

If you see someone riding around on a bone white Jamis Aurora, punch them in the face. Or maybe ask them, first, where they acquired such a bike, and then if their answer seems in the least bit fishy, punch them in the face, and stomp them, and take their bike away and email me, stat, because I never bothered with nice bikes before, and now that I have, shit, I got robbed. I would like my bike back.

If anyone is going to the robber’s market at 15th and Mission tomorrow, please, look for this. It stands 59cm high, which is too high for lots of people, which will hopefully diminish its resale velocity, which will give you a wider time frame during which to punch a fucker in the face.

(Edits made. Please do not punch anyone in the face. Especially as this is not a particularly unique bike, and you would likely be punching an innocent.)

And, in all seriousness, please, I would like this back. Impossible, I know, but shit. But shit. Shit fuck and all that. I paid so much to ride a bike twice. Embarrassing.

Love,

Despite technically having nothing to do with the Mission, this video has everything to do with the Mission.

(link | hip tip Macaframa)

From Ed, via email:

If you’ve ever been to Luna Park in the Mission, you might have noticed that they have a pan there that looks either like a woman with a belly or a fat man tucking in his junk. In any case, it is spectacular. I thought I’d share.

(photo by Preet Shihn)

Skip past the first 45 seconds and rock out:

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I thought it was really lame how there were more white people with cameras than actual participants at this year’s Dia de los Muertos celebration, but this video kinda makes up for it.