Mission Mission

Previously:

Cool Pup

Bunny Pup

Not sure why these just got opened at 5pm, but the collective park celebrates the fact.

Late start today? Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone you’re still on the internet, as long as you don’t blow my cover.

There’s some cool stuff happening in the park today, so cancel that trip to San Jose. First of all, the Really Really Free Market:

The San Francisco Really Really Free Market (RRFM) meets the Last Saturday of Every Month in Dolores Park near 19th St and Dolores St. (except in the rainy season (Dec, Jan, Feb) we meet at an inside venue) Bring usable items, food, skills and talents to give for the sake of giving.

And Doctor Popular filled us in on his friend, P. Nosa, who will be in the park doing custom embroidery with his solar-powered sewing machine. He’s from Tuscon and only comes out here once a year, so be sure to check him out and bring some article of clothing to modify:

This just in from Dolores Park Works. Porta-potties will be installed along Dolores St. this summer! I guess petitions really do work!

On non-event weekends (event producers are required to provide portable toilets), RPD will provide five portable toilets and a hand washing station.

The Association of Creepy Muni Track Peeping Toms (ACMTPT) is expected to protest this development.

(photo by superdillettante)

Well, this was here too.

Yesterday (known for the next few days or so as “on Sunday”) I was walking through the hot and sunny neighborhood enjoying the whole thing and I strolled up to the park hoping to run into some friends. When I found them I got excited and I jumped around a bit and did some old fashion tackling-type activity. At some point during this play my iPod fell out of my pocket and into the grass.

That’s a bummer, I thought later, finding an empty pocket, since it’s kind of new and I use it a lot. But maybe I’ll just have to find more creative ways to do things. I was even about to finally give in and buy a cellular phone.

But then, when I got home, I found an e-mail from a stranger who said that she had found my iPod and I should send her my number so I could come pick it up! And I did and I did! I stopped by the home of some dude who was maybe her partner or friend or who cares, but he was so nice and when I handed him some cookies as a thank you he almost didn’t take them. “Well, anyone would have done it,” he said.

But I’m not sure that’s true. Would you?

(illustrative photo by the awesome Potential Past)

P.S. When I was in college I was pick pocketed on the subway at Times Square and got the wallet in the mail a week or two later with my ID still in it. So, maybe I’m too lucky for my own good or maybe people are generally pretty considerate.

Misguided 90′s angst lives on in the Dolores Park Men’s bathroom.

Previously:

Dolores Park To Close

Save Dolores Park! With Internet Rage!

He’s back already, wizard staff and all. On top of that, here he is peacefully talking shop with a competitor, the special-brownie hippie lady (SBHL). All is well in the world again. Dogs and cats, living together, mass hysteria.

Previously:

The End Of An Era In Dolores Park

This week Potential Past and I both noticed the shadows in the park.

By Potential Past.

By me.

And a bonus comic strip about St. Patty’s Day in the park by Charlotte Drury.

Auditioning for National Park status, Dolores Park decided to demonstrate its natural fury last night by transforming its busted water main into a full-fledged geyser.  The warm night air inveigled some inebriated parkers into thinking that muddy slip ‘n slide might be a good idea.  They were soon wet and sorry but provided quality entertainment for the rest of us.

That flash you see above is from another park reveller who thought this would make a good photo op.  Her enthusiastic red-headed friend exclaimed excitedly, “You should email these to MissionMission and they might post it!”  Overwhelmed by the meta-ness of it all, I quietly slinked away.  By then the fire department had showed up and was in the process of ruining all the fun anyway.

And she never did email us the picture.  It was probably way better than my crappy dark one.  Mission paparazzi, have no fear!  Even if you don’t think it’s as epic as one of your neighbor shitting on your apartment (NSFW), someone will like it!  That’s how the internet works.