For a change, a rant about why you should appreciate Muni

From local blogger anadromy, who most recently delivered a similarly posi rant about why you shouldn’t necessarily hate on tech bros, some thoughts on the transit situation here in Frisco:

People in San Francisco don’t agree on much, but just about everybody likes to hate on MUNI. The system takes a lot of grief, much of it justified. But I grew up in So-Cal, a place with notoriously rotten public transit, so even when I’m fuming with several hundred other stranded souls as an N Judah languishes between Van Ness and Civic Center, I try to remember that MUNI, for all its faults, is a far sight better than what I had to deal with as a kid. I also try to feel grateful that I get to live in a city where you (usually) can use public transportation to get around, because I believe mass transit creates a better society. It’s a wonderful social equalizer and it brings all kinds of different people into contact with each other. Sometimes this contact can be unwelcome or unpleasant, but so what? That’s kinda the point. Most people in Los Angeles don’t get the privilege of standing on crowded buses or trains with all sorts and sundry of humanity. They seal themselves inside their cars. In my opinion, this mass isolation instead of mass exposure is one of the main reasons LA sucks. It appeals to and caters to a certain kind of personality. Not that everyone in LA is a preening narcissist. (I dig LA in a lot of ways, and the people who live there. It’s a grittier, more diverse city than SF.) But let’s be real. Its preening-narcissists-per-capita quotient is quite high. The same is true for Silicon Valley, which—not coincidentally—also has shitty public transit.

And actually, this is all just a preamble to the real story, so read on.

[Photo by Nikki]

God damn, it’s muggy out

Beautiful day and all, but god damn it’s like Florida out here. (And I don’t mean Florida Street.)

Skatepark neighbors upset over disrespectful behavior at and around the skatepark

Last night around 6:30pm, I got multiple emails within the space of 5 minutes from neighbors upset that our official review of the new skatepark encouraged skaters to hop the fence at 7am, 2 hours before the skatepark opens.

Apparently, skateboarding is noisy and people need to sleep. I totally get that. (I hucked a metal wash basin high into the tree outside my window yesterday morning at 6am or something to scare off a pair of mockingbirds that would not shut the fuck up.) Here is the most polite of the emails:

Neighbors of the skatepark are unable to sleep at night due to the constant, 24/7 noise coming from the skatepark as people jump the fence at all hours of the night. Never mind the urination on doorsteps, littering, etc.

It would go a long way toward community relations if you could resist the temptation to encourage people to break the law and disrespect neighbors. We would appreciate you removing the line in your article suggesting that people should enter the park illegally before the 9am opening hours.

Others were pushy and threatening, one had a subject line that reads “Irresponsible Journalism,” and several definitely suggest that a coalition of neighbors is possibly prepared to work toward getting the park shut down.

Skateboarding, like most creative endeavors — and most awesome things in this world — is strongly tied to rule-breaking, and I hesitate to call on anyone or any group to not be rule-breakers and creative thinkers. I mean:

But it’s also awesome to be a good neighbor, so I’d say resist the temptation to hop the fence before 9am. Not because it’s unlawful but because your neighbors will really appreciate it and you’ll get good karma. And for goodness’ sake, don’t pee on doorsteps. Go to Rice Paper Scissors and pee, and buy a banh mi.

I’ll update the original post to reflect this new angle.

[Animated GIF via literally everybody on Tumblr]

Here’s what the sky looks like in Oakland

Seems pretty cool.

[via Lucy Bird]

Trees for all!

Friends of the Urban Forest want to give you a tree! Here’s how it works:

Mission residents have until October 1 to sign up to receive a street tree in the planting that Friends of the Urban Forest (FUF) is organizing for November 8.  Residents who have eligible sites in front of their homes and businesses can save approximately 75% of the total tree planting costs by participating in FUF’s neighborhood tree planting program; most of the costs are covered by grants, government funding and private donations.

Sign up here!

(No guarantee the tree you get will be as cool as the Ghostbusters ghost tree, originally photographed by Ariel Dovas.)

Full press release after the jump:

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Cool picture of an interesting-looking guy and an interesting-looking dog high atop Bernal Hill

[via Renee]

Bart disaster

[via T I C K L E F I G H T]

Rice dog

The culinary geniuses at Lucky Peach just invented something new. Here’s what it’s all about:

If you’re anything like me, you sometimes get hungry. My solution for this is usually giving money to stores or restaurants that already have food that they are willing to trade, but last night I decided to switch it up by preparing a meal for myself! I started with one of the only dishes I can make: rice. On a hunch, I decided to put it into a hot dog bun. And now with this exclusive recipe, you can too!

Sounds good! Read on for the full recipe.

And now, please enjoy this selection of original recipes by the Mission Mission crew:

These crazy-bright flowers in this flowerbed on 18th Street

I walk past them every morning and every morning I’m like WOW SO COLOR

Hillary Clinton high over Pop’s and St. Francis Fountain

Between visits to Twitter, Facebook, Google and Trick Dog, Hillary Clinton cruised along high above York Street, veering west at its intersection with 24th, high above Pop’s and St. Francis Fountain.

(Additional reporting by Jess Kelso.)

Allan Hough

Posts: 6256

Email: allan (at) missionmission.org

Website: http://honeyjets.tumblr.com

Biographical Info:

"I joked that living in the Mission would be the end of me. And there were nights where it felt like the case.

One night I went out with my friend Allan to the bar that no one goes to on 16th Street, where I lost half my drink and money on the dance floor. Later we skated down 16th to Evelyn Lee, where I fell off my board and landed on my head as the 22 bus sped past behind me. A sobering moment. At the bar, I sulked and nursed my wounds until Allan put on Amy Winehouse’s 'Valerie.' We danced, he dipped me, and I felt better."

— My pal Valerie, writing about life in the Mission

[Photo by Sexpigeon, Homestead, 2009]