Mission Mission

1958! Dang!

Imagine how all our lives would be different were we walking around talking about “RT” all these years! “RT Boner” certainly doesn’t have the same ring to it as < a href=”/2008/10/19/passing-under-24th-street/”>BART Boner.

But that emblem sure looks speedy. I dig it.

Historian Eric Fischer published the image, and BART Diaries hipped us to it.

P.S. Everybody should read this item about the new Girl Scouts branding.

Previously:

<a href=”/2010/06/09/19-year-old-muni-fast-pass/”>19-Year-Old Muni Fast Pass

<a href=”/2010/06/04/29-year-old-muni-fast-pass/”>29-Year-Old Muni Fast Pass

Oh, so this is your perpetually late, underfunded, mismanaged, stinky and universally despised municipal railway? Cool.

Photo by rulenumberone2.

The first MCF review is in, from YMFY. It cuts to the chase pretty quick, but along with the above picture it seems good enough for me:

Really spicy, really tasty.

Read on.

UPDATE: Looks like Doc Pop delivered the first review, well earlier, and with the same pic no less. Those two must be buds. (Thanks for the tip, Kevin!)

Previously:

Mission Chinese Food Unveils Menu

I mean, when was the last time you saw a closeup of a hummingbird?

Photo by sfgundertaker. And here’s another.

Previously:

I’m No Birder

Every Friday in July, SF Bike Coalition is setting up “Fuel-Up” stations at various locations around SF to encourage gas users to bike for a day instead.

See here for location map and other details.

This smells like turf war to me. Watch your backs!

Photo by $$tackin Ca$$h.

Did you guys realize we have this widget in the sidebar, on the homepage? Vic launched it a month ago, so hopefully it’s hipped scores of folks to scores of bargains.

Be sure to make use of it while salin’ season is going strong!

The usually astute Generic says:

I can overlook comic sans and I can overlook “tequila lounge” but I can’t overlook both. [link]

Ha! But for the record: There is nothing wrong with Cava 22. *Mission Local* had their launch party there for goodness sake! Phil Bronstein was there!

And Box Dog Bikes is about to explain why.

Previously:

The Purest Form of Cycling

We’re trying our darnedest not to make every post bike-related today, but try and resist a plea such as this:

Please help me find my bike.  It was stolen outside of Pop’s on July 4th.  It’s a black pake with spray-painted baby blue and green stripes, with pake cranks, riser bars, and a basket.  Also stolen was the only saddle I’ve ever loved, a comfy women’s Terry.  It’s one-of-a-kind, and I’m hoping readers around the bay will keep an eye out.

Get in touch via the comments or missionmissionmission at gmail if you can help.

Plus, we’ve never had reason to mention how rad the Wave Organ is — and the Wave Organ is rad!