Mission Mission

As part of a digression in a great post about Thomassons (objects in cities that are useless but still remain, like these hitching posts from the days of horses in SF), TK from 40 going on 28 poses a question:

When you’re saying something is located in a neighborhood that ends in “Hill,” do you say “in” or “on”?  Like, I say “You know, Thee Parkside, over on Potrero Hill,” or “That is the douchiest place on Russian Hill, and that’s saying something.”  Sally obviously prefers the “in” usage, as in “My bro sold his startup to Google and bought a place in Rincon Hill.”  Is either one right or are they both cool?  I don’t know.  *shrugs*

Tough one! Maybe think geographically? Thee Parkside is technically in the Potrero Hill neighborhood, but it is not on the hill. So I’d say “in.” Whereas Blooms Saloon is definitely *on* Potrero Hill, so maybe I’d say, “Blooms, on Potrero Hill.” Or would I? Hard to say.

There’s a movement brewing. Not an organized boycott of NFL football per se, but basically that people are feeling disinclined to watch the sport because of the growing sense of dread that comes with it. Jason Kottke, one of my favorite bloggers, explains:

I’ve been a steadfast fan of NFL football for the past 15 years. Most weekends I’d catch at least two or three games on TV. Professional football lays bare all of the human achievement + battle with self + physical intelligence + teamwork stuff I love thinking about in a particularly compelling way. But for a few years now, the cons have been piling up in my conscience: the response to head injuries, the league’s nonprofit status, the homophobia, and turning a blind eye to the reliance on drugs (PEDs and otherwise). And the final straw: the awful terrible inhuman way the league treats violence against women.

It’s overwhelming. Enough is enough. I dropped my cable subscription a few months ago and was considering getting it again to watch the NFL, but I won’t be doing that. Pro football, I love you, but we can’t see each other anymore. And it’s definitely you, not me. Call me when you grow up.

Getting dressed up in red and gold and going to Thieves Tavern is sure fun, but, I dunno… we’ll see.

Read on for more.

[Photo by Honey Jets]

ARTCRANK is putting on yet another annual show of handmade, bike-themed posters designed by Bay Area artists, and the opening is this Friday, September 12, 5-10pm, at SOMArts (934 Brannan Street)!

The signed, limited edition prints are available that night for one night only, and proceeds will benefit the San Francisco Bike Coalition. And there will be beer of the craft variety! Go support and party with your local artists, and score a gorgeous poster (or several) for your walls!

(Full disclosure: I have a print in ARTCRANK this year. It’s a dedication to awesome women who ride bikes, it involves wolves (of course), and I would be super stoked if you came by to see it!)

RSVP and invite your friends!

[Photo via ARTCRANK on Instagram]

Pretty light on detail, but it looks like we’ve got Mission Dolores, Mission High, Seals baseball, booze, boozers, the pound, a factory, firefighters’ school, and lots of train tracks.

[via The Bold Italic]

Sleek!

[via Capp Street Crap]

Alite, your local badass outdoor company recently outgrew it’s showroom/store/office at Mariposa & Hampshire and moved it’s retail shop to a new space off of Mission St. at 3376 18th St. The space currently showcases all of Alite’s gear along with that of it’s sister company, Boreas, plus a small art gallery. Within a month (hopefully) they should have a small cafe up and running as well, which will be a convenient place for outdoor amateurs (like myself) to chat it up with the staff about the Bay’s numerous camping spots.

More pictures, plus an important camping related Life Tip after the jump:

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Yeah, man, feel free to browse our History category (230 posts strong over the last 7 years) for lots of Mission and SF history (most of it probably dug up by Burrito Justice.)

[Photo by Elisa, via It's Always Sunny in San Francisco]

Here in the Mission, gentrifiers still have about 4 months left til “soldiers” “come out gunnin’” for “hipsters and the yuppies” as promised by some graffiti on a neighborhood wall.

In NYC, it’s already happening. Gawker reports:

Two Brooklyn women have had enough. This weekend, Precious Parker, 30, and Sabrina James, 23, allegedly forced their neighbors out of their Flatbush apartment building at gunpoint.

According to a police source who spoke to the New York Daily News, Parker and James knocked on their neighbors’ door around 9:30 p.m. on Saturday and “held a 34-year-old man, a 37-year-old man, and a 25-year-old woman at gunpoint demanding they move out or be killed.” The trio complied, and Parker and James squatted in their apartment until police arrived. Cops say one of the women told them she didn’t like “that white people were moving into the area.” [link]

No blood was shed, and Precious and Sabrina pretty swiftly ended up in jail, but… it’s happening.

I wish that redacter from earlier would redact some of this scene too.

[Photo and title by Erin, via It's Always Sunny in San Francisco]

Chilllll.

[via Debbie]