Mission Mission

I figured out why Barcelona and San Francisco were fated to become sister cities. It’s the street art, stupid! Both cities are obsessed with ’80s pop culture. Check it out:

Barcelona:

San Francisco:

Case closed.

But if you’re interested, see some Space Invaders at I Heart Street Art: In Barcelona and some Gizmos in The Gremlins Are Proliferating.

[Barcelona photo by I Heart Street Art; Stay Puft photo by sixsixty, via SFist.]

Related:

Vic Wong’s Proton Pack

We’ve been talking all week about how rough the dating scene is around here. Yesterday, reader afroblanco explained why it’s not just dating that’s tough, but friendships too:

Yes, without a doubt, this is a city full of flakes. People do NOT follow through on plans. This is most painful when it comes to dating, so I think we notice it more in that situation. But actually, I’ve noticed this exact same tendency for friends and hanging out. You make plans with somebody, and (as somebody upthread said) you have like a 50% chance they’ll follow through. WHERE DO PEOPLE GET THE IDEA THAT THIS IS REMOTELY ACCEPTABLE!?

Later, reader SRK retorted:

And all this shit about San Francisco being full of “flakes” that, as well, is complete shit. We hang out with our friends when WE WANT to hangout, we’re not constantly looking for some new thing or new acquaintances. This is a lifestyle city, enjoy it or leave. It’s not a fucking rat race and we’re okay with that. Hopefully, you’ll get there too someday.

Who’s right? I know I’ve been flaked on, and I know I’ve done some flaking (sorry, you guys!!), but is it really because we’re San Franciscans? Is it an epidemic? Or are we okay?

We Built This City, for the second time this week, delivers a picture of some food that looks so good I want to jump through my computer screen and devour. This time it’s the soba salad at Cha-Ya.

Previously:

This Zante’s Indian Pizza Sure Looks Good Despite the Blurry Cellphone Photography

Oh cool.

Chicago sure is different.

(Thanks, mr_htcht!)

Previously:

Chicago Street Art

Renée wants to know if she’s alone in feeling funny about manipulating her iPhone’s touch screen with her fingers.

Watch her explain, and then let her know. (Video contains language and innuendo that is NSFW.)

Previously:

Renée’s Fashion Triumph

I know, I know, making fun of hipster stereotypes is getting tireder and tireder.

But: “You’re kind of like a fat Katy Perry.” Haha!

[Thanks, Mimi!]

Previously:

Dating in San Francisco is Brutal

Dial R for RAD, am I right? What penmanship! Now how’s about some breakfast?

MORE AFTER THE JUMP:

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Up top is an Indian Pizza from Zante. If you haven’t had an Indian Pizza from Zante, you are failing at life in the Mission.

Next is a grasshopper taco from La Oaxaqueña. I’ve never had this item, but omg I want to have this item.

[We Built This City took the first photo, and Jane took the second.]

Previously:

Zante Love at Mission Mission

Oaxaqueña Love at Broke-Ass Stuart

Oaxaqueña Love at Burrito Justice

ABC 7 is following the story closely, and they put a little update up yesterday in which we can listen to the 911 call what got her put away (can’t wait for the dance remix!!) — and we learn where she’s at:

Katie Dunbar is under observation on the C-Pod, a sub-acute psychiatric unit in San Francisco’s County Jail #2.  Inmates there are not allowed access to the media.

Read on.

Previously:

KKKatie BBBusted!

And it’s better than ever, and it’s fun for the whole family, and it just might be even better than fix-push skateboarding.

[via kottke]