Mission Mission

Haiti in need help, now I get it!  For the longest time I thought that said “Haiti W need help.”  Color me insanely stupid.

[Thanks 2 Rachel 4 pic!]

My buddy Josh from the Mission SRO collaborative alerted me to a community teach-in and press conference going down tomorrow at Dolores Street Community Services on Valencia between 20th and 21st.  Here’s the what:

San Francisco city officials and low income housing advocates will launch the newly expanded 311 that will benefit the more than 18,000 SRO residents throughout the city.  Formerly utilized mainly for outdoor issues (potholes, graffiti, parks, etc.), 311 has now been expanded to address building issues, such as pests, inadequate heat or water, blocked fire exits and more.  Advocates and city officials will be hitting the streets to get the word out and encourage residents to utilize the new service.

The event kicks off at 9:30 a.m.   District supervisors David Campos and David Chiu will be in attendance, among others.

The Mission SRO Collaborative program is an interesting one, and one whose efforts we’ve been happy to highlight in the past.  The non-profit provides outreach and education to residents of Single Room Occupancy (SRO, duh) hotels in the Mission, of which there are around 50, housing around 2,000 people.

It’s nice to hear there are organizations remedying all the shitty SF homelessness.  Me, I just work for the Internet.  The Internet doesn’t help anyone.

Check it out if at all interested.

Behold this beauty from Sexpigeon!  M.C. Escher is shitting tessellated bricks right now.

Sexpigeon tells me this is the intersection at the bottom of the whole 1010/Potrero/Chavez/Bayshore mess.  Potrero del Sol is the park pictured.  Gasp.

Daaaaaaang.  Per Eater SF, Mission Minis has been shut down by the health department!

The cupcakery at 22nd/Capp, which opened just a few weeks ago, apparently failed to obtain the necessary permits to stay alive and kicking.  Their Twitter, however (tsk-tsks Eater!), maintains that they’re simply building a new counter.

Both the Mission location and Marina kiosk are now closed.  Looks like you’ll have to go back to eating regular-sized cupcakes.  As if you mind, tubs!

[Photo from magicbeanbuyer]

Get ‘em while they’re hot!  Just make sure you get a male, I hear the girl ones aren’t as good.

(Scrawled under the seat in front of me on the 22 this evening)

Though I do enjoy how clean everything looks after a few good rain showers, pleeeeaaaaaase, can it stop raining?  The streets have been scrubbed senseless!

Photo from sirgious.

Okay, so this is clearly no BART boner, but I DID happen to see the most intense wedgie I’ve ever witnessed, today on BART.  I tried to get a good angle on it, but the above photo is the best I could do without giving myself away.

You could see every butt dimple on the babe!  She was standing in the exact line of sight for at least 6 passengers, who could do nothing to avert their gaze but stare at their hands like they’d just miscarried.  Me, I wanted so desperately to help a sister out and pick her butt for her, but social convention wouldn’t allow it.

I hope her buttcheeks are at home, breathing easy, as we speak.

This morning, on my daily walk to BART, I strolled past Dragonfly Ink, as always, on 23rd and Valencia.

This particular morning, I noticed a sign stuck to their windows.  They’re moving!  But would like to keep in touch.

I was amused to find that they had scratched off all the letters in “Dragonfly” on their windows besides “gon.”  Gone!

That shit’s evaporating like this was Back to the Future II.

Good luck in your new home, Dragonfly!  Meanwhile, I’m gonna buy this space and turn it into a milkshake shop.

Om nom nom, free tropical fish!!!  Posted on Craigslist this morning!

GET YOURSELF AN MFING PLECOSTOMUS!!!  IT’S FUN TO WATCH THEM EAT A FROZEN BROCCOLI FLOWER, PER WIKIPEDIA!!!!

Available in the Mission, today.

Spotted this dude’s composition hat in the market between 17th and 18th on Mission (next to Cafe Prague) a few nights ago and couldn’t resist getting a snap.  I’m no fashion blogger, but I was into it.

Speaking of that there market, Ariel tells us it’s his all-time favorite, top secret awesomest market, often referred to as “Combover” or “Crackistan.”

Judging by the 28 people standing in line to buy booze that night, I’d say secret’s out, dumb-dumb.