Mission Mission

Don’t invest in owl statue stock today. I have a feeling the entire pigeon scareowl industry is going down as the result of this damning snap at 16th and Capp that Mr. Eric Sir posted yesterday.

He adds:

While we may sit back and laugh at the apparent stupidity of the pigeons, sometimes I question whether we’re any less stupid.

That’s right, it’s time to start paying attention to pigeons. They don’t seem to have a problem chowing down on their fellow birdkind. They’ve even learned to ride BART. Next they’ll be taking our jobs and they wont need us around anymore. Hitchcock was right.

[via Mr. Eric Sir]

This old building on 15th and Dolores has been hiked up on stilts for a couple of months now. Wondering why? No, it’s not being relocated to Oakland to be cooler.

The short answer is that someone’s excavating the site for construction of a new building. The long answer involves some crazy-ass history including a Luterhan church founded by Swedes and an arson plot allegedly perpetrated by the Aryan brotherhood.

Intrigued? Read on at Curbed SF.

[photo by dexnandflexn]

Once a year, usually during a particularly warm stretch of days, five blocks of Fair Oaks Street (between Guerrero and Dolores) transforms into a massive garage sale.

And I can’t think of a better setting in which to get your thrift on — this Saturday promises pleasant temperatures in the mid-70s, and Fair Oaks Street always promises to be one of the loveliest tree-and-flower-lined streets this neighborhood has to offer (as well as being a half-block away from the Ames Alley community gallery).

Plus, you can hunt for that perfect Mother’s Day present you may have forgotten to buy.

Not a flattering week for Dolores Park. First it was covered in bile, next Crate and Barrel rebranded it as a designer cookware set. Gee, I personally like to think of public urination and casually buying drugs from a man with a wizard’s staff when I’m furnishing my luxury condo, don’t you? On top of that, people can’t seem to stop spelling it “Delores“.

Thankfully, satisticsandlies posted this stunning set of single line renderings of the park to cleanse your palate:

Isn’t nice to finally see a line in Dolores Park that doesn’t end in a port-o-potty?

Looking for something to do with all those extra acid doses you somehow ended up with last weekend from Dolores Park?  Well, have we got just thing for you!  From the creators:

We’ll be filling a pitch black space with thousands of balloons way above head level. We’re custom building special motion-sensitive LEDS that light up and then fade out to go inside many of the balloons.  Come rediscover the playful side of life as you wade your way through a pitch-black sea of thousands of balloons that respond to your movements with ethereal glows of light.

Part dance party, part existential crisis, and totally FREE!  Check out all the details here!

I was walking home drunk the other night and took this picture, I think because I thought “OOPF” was funny. But I don’t remember where it was. (Not that it’s very important.)

So how about, whoever identifies the location where this photo was taken will win a prize?

It’s been sold out for days, but I’m sure you can find your way in somehow if you’re determined. Me, I’m on my way out of town because my little sister is graduating from grad school. Otherwise I’d be there with bells on. The Dead Milkmen. At Slim’s.

I saw them last year at SXSW (and blogged about how weird it was seeing them open for Odd Future) and I can assure you they’ve still got it. They are not a nostalgia act.

That being said, let’s listen to one of my favorite forgotten oldies:

[via Talent Is An Asset]

Every week, photographer Joshua Cobos shoots a roll of film just for us. He picks the best 13 photos and we post them here, and it’s called “Bad Blood with Joshua Cobos.” Here’s what Joshua has to say about this week’s installment:

That first one and tenth ones are of Ashley Ording, fashion vixen from the Golden Collective. Ran into some trouble with the law recently, the cityscapes are results of trips to and from the courthouse & downtown. A homeless man appeared several times through these walks. ‘”Quit following me,” he said to me at one point. Then he tried his pitch at selling me a leather jacket again, too mobster so no thanks. Made with a Yashica-D TLR on Kodak Portra 160 VC.

Thanks, Joshua! Ten more shots after the jump, beginning with a haunting portrait of our BFF Lizzy Courtois, taken during our most recent Bloody Marython:

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The iconic portrait used to look like this:

Now it looks like this:

Stellar work, Mr. Pickle’s.