Mission Mission

Yardsale is a new locally-produced app that combines the Craigslist buy/sell section, a thrift store, that free pile on the curb, and a third world street stall. That is, you can buy, sell, haggle, give things away, take things for free, and maybe even meet some of your neighbors — all through the comfort of your phone.

Ryan, one of the two guys behind Yardsale, recently contacted us and gave us a sneak peek. Within a couple days, I’d sold a messenger bag in a remarkably non-creepy transaction.

Check out some of the rad stuff up for grabs right now:

YMFY spotted this sword at the Wells Fargo ATM on Mission and 22nd. He wanted to pick it up and swing it around, but thought better of it. When he returned later, it was gone.

Bummer, dude. The sword of Wells Fargodor only presents itself to those who are truly worthy of low APR and bonus rewards. You missed out.

Just in case you’re unable to get all that deviance out of your system at the Folsom Street Fair this weekend, the afterparty is going down at Public Works this Sunday starting at 3pm and they’re closing down Erie Street to make it a danceteria block party featuring a collaboration of three of San Francisco’s most notorious underground queer collectives: Honey Soundsystem, Hard French, and Some Thing!

However, leave that ball-gag at home because this afterparty also comes complete with a goddamn FOOD COURT!  The fare speaks to either your naughty or nice side:

Good Cop:

Mr. Nice, up and coming environmentally sustainable gourmet food truck, will be providing the lighter side of things. 10 flavors of Three Twins Organic Ice Cream and its sausage and hot dogs made exclusively for Mr. Nice by Compass Star Catering. If you’ve been a good boy, maybe you will get one of the limited edition Folsom Frankfurters Mr. Nice is cooking up just for our event!

Bad Cop:

Angry Man Eats is taking all this S&M real serious for its part in the Folsom Deviants Food Court. Armed and ready with its signature ass-kicking Chicken and Waffles. Alongside the regular menu, patrons might need a safe word if they order the “Corporal Punishment Chocolate Waffle.” An Angry Man Liege Waffle on a stick dipped in rich chocolate with black and blue sprinkles on top.

Check out all of the details like DJ sets and other stuff here!

One local business owner offers up his two cents on the topic of recent criminal activity at Valencia Gardens:

Here’s the funny thing, I own New Jack City the vintage throwback clothing store on the corner of 15th and Guerrero, AKA VG’s Territory, and on a daily basis deal with black women of all ages yelling, dudes rolling spliffs, and overall thuggish sh*t going on daily. So “why” you ask did I move into this location? I did it because it still has the heart of what SF was years ago. You need ghetto and richness living together in harmony to sustain a dope environment. Look at NY, LA, Chicago, DC, hell even Miami…all cities mixed with poverty and the rich, and all places Id rather live and own a business, then be stuck in the midwest with no mixed culture.

Read on for his take on why exactly there’ve been problems at Valencia Gardens lately.

[Photo by Google Maps]

First you arrive and get a drink and sit at a booth with your friends for a bit. Then Primo gets up there (see him?) and spins something that either fries your brain or melts your heart:

And you get up and dance, and you have the time of your life. And that’s what’s great about the slow jams party (AKA Lost & Found) at the Make-Out Room every Tuesday night.

Hoping this wasn’t a total repeat of Monday night’s grisly incident.

[via Crazy Addict]

Most of you know about Deep, aka Trikeasaurus, and all of you by now have spotted the sweet triceratops parklet in front of his house (the first residential parklet in San Francisco, in fact). Some of you may have noticed the plywood barricade recently erected around Deep’s garage. As I was passing through last night, a friend of Deep’s (pictured) was in the middle of painting this triceratops mural over the street-facing portion.

Apparently, Deep is expanding his parklet back into his driveway, and construction is now underway. As for the mural, the plywood was getting tagged on the regular, so Deep’s buddy figured that a huge thunder lizard mural might be a good way to “keep things clean” until the new parklet expansion is unveiled.

Although the Mission seems to be rife with stolen bike news, sometimes the neighborhood’s cycle thieves aren’t always on their A game, as MM’s own Erika found out last night:

Locked bike, went to dinner. Left keys IN THE BIKE LOCK. 2 hours later, bike not stolen. Miracle on 16th Street.

Maybe they thought it was a sting operation?  Although I’ve never done this exactly, one time back when I had a car in the city I left it parked on the Panhandle for a whole week (when you find a parking spot, you DO NOT move it until street sweeping forces you to) with the passenger window wide open.  Miraculously, nothing was disturbed, save for a few twigs and leaves on the seat.

[Photo by unaesthetic]