Penmanship

Street art types call it “handstyles” or something I think. But, I mean, nice penmanship!

Photo by EndlessCanvas.com.

Hedgehog Haul

The Tenderloin Geographic Society captured this somewhat unsettling scene over the weekend. Your childhood, rendered bigger than life and then crammed in the back of dirty camper.

I do remember seeing this guy at that X-21 antique place on Valencia back before it shut down. I also remember seeing it at the original X-21 (at 21st and X Streets in Sacramento) back before they moved to SF, like 15 years ago. Maybe after all these years, early-’90s nostalgia finally kicked in just right and this Sonic finally found a home.

Or maybe they’re on their way to the dump.

Public Service Announcement: Read Sylvia Plath

Last week, we were told to read Steinbeck, and I suggested The Moon Is Down, and then I started In Dubious Battle on reader Tim’s recommendation, and I’m loving it. This Mission Wheatpaste Book Club thing is working out just fine. (Check out Tim’s blog btw, it rules.)

Anyway, I don’t know anything about Sylvia Plath. What should we read?

Photo by our pal KJ.

Monday Morning Muni Malfeasance

Photographer and bike advocate Sean this morning snapped this shot of a platoon of buses in one of the newish protected bike lanes on Market. Hopefully this is just a good-natured case of a gang of Muni officials getting blitzed on the Fourth and deciding to prank the cycling community — and not something more sinister.

Of course, just four days ago we saw a federal official wedge a motor vehicle in there. And there are always plenty of charter buses clogging the lane.

Anyway, happy Monday!

(Sean hipped us to this item via our Facebook page btw. Thanks, Sean!)

Last-Minute Fourth of July Barbecue Playlist Addition

I mean, most of you guys probably already have Gonna Find Boyfriends Today in the rotation. But just in case, this is a reminder.

Also, might as well screen the video too, since nothing says SUMMER FUN IN THE MISSION quite like this video. Anyway, it’s embedded right here for easy access:

Feel free to go back and read our epic interview with Myles too.

Elephant Rears

This is play on words, you guys. See, it’s a holiday weekend, and on holiday weekends at fairs and carnivals and stuff, people like to eat elephant ears. But these are elephant REARS. Ha! Happy New Year!

Photo by elizaIO. [Thanks to Eliza for making this and the previous two posts possible. Her photostream this weekend is FULL of lots more good stuff, so peep it.]

This Is Not a Bathroom Mirror

This gag might get more play here on the internet were the bracketed funny some kind of HTML reference, or a WordPress shortcode or something. But it’s cute anyway.

Photo by elizaIO.

The Gremlins Are Proliferating

“Dude, that’s a mogwai!” I know, man. I know.

Anyway, first there was one. Now there are many. Watch your backs.

Photo by elizaIO.

Hipster Clothes and So Much More

Madey Gaga, the new Tumblr by Doug Madey, is always a solid read.

This morning, Doug caught wind of this choice garage sale signage.

Ribity in Rabbit Drag Has Foot-Long Dong

It’s been a while since Ribity’s done anything of note around these parts. Way to come back with a vengeance, old pal.

Now, the big question is, should Rabbity Ribity be the new Mission Mission mascot?

Thanks to Penelope Popsicle for hipping us to this new development.

Previously:

Ribity in a Pickle

Marquee Ribity

Ribity in Berlin

Ribity Bound for China

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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