Mission Mission

So I’m totally not posting this to glorify vandalism. I’m posting it because it was sent to me by Plug1 and I’m thrilled to see he’s embracing the lo-res! Despite his considerable talent with the hi.

He saw this Ribity at U-Haul on Valencia.

Matty Matt spotted this doozie the other day:

Is this an epidemic? Look at the accurately inverted exclamation point!!!

Thanks, Matty!

Previously:

Cone in a Hole

Chris Colin just got in touch to tell us about a piece of his just published at SF Gate:

Randy Robinson was an intelligent, wonderfully demented man I came to know when I rented him my office space in the Mission. Randy’s oddness toed the line of inappropriateness, and soon many of the other folks in the shared office wanted him gone. The strange, sad events that followed struck me as a micro version of the friction that’s flared up in the Mission and million other communities in recent years — the productive and uptight versus the marginal and odd. Both sides were sympathetic here, as is often the case in Mission disputes, but the end result was unambiguously heartbreaking.

Link.

Kevin Montgomery just snapped this shot of 24th Street’s newest restaurant-to-be, China Fun Fast Food. Kevin wonders, “I wonder how fun it will be.” Link.

Thanks, Kevin!

The SF Appeal (the only newspaper I still subscribe to) today shares a short video about the Mission Arts & Performance Project, an organization that aims to combat violence with creativity via a semimonthly neighborhood-wide party. Link.

Also, I have no idea what “semimonthly” means. But the beauty of being a blogger, apparently, is I don’t have to fact check if I don’t wanna.

Previously:

Becca Loves MAPP

Dave, man, I knew you felt strongly about the ’90s, but you didn’t have to go and vandalize private property to prove your point.

But seriously, for this week’s I Heart Street Art, I just posted a bunch of graffiti from around the Mission that I was afraid to post here in light of the recent backlash.

Okay, kidding again. For reals though, this week’s post was written with the aid of a powerful dose of Benadryl. Holler if it sucks. Link.

[via Streetsblog]

Sexpigeon today published a catalog of urban codes, akin to the shoes-on-a-wire-means-a-crack-dealer-lives-here thing. Here’s a new one: “Discarded bike lock: Unlicensed dentist.” Read on for some real mindblowers.

But what oh what does cone in a hole signify?

Spandex has never really been my thing, but this looks like a fun club to be in. Link.

To recipients of the Minnie Wilde/Ellie Olson mailing list:

After nine years of designer and boutique owner of Minnie Wilde and Ellie Olson I will be moving on to my next adventure!!

I have truly appreciated all of your business, support, friendships and fashion.

I will be liquidating everything in the store starting Wednesday, April 15th till Tuesday, April 28th, (Clothing, fixtures, furniture, fabrics, and racks!!)

The store’s last day will be Tuesday, April 28th please stop by for cupcakes and to say goodbye!

I hope to be doing some wholesale and continuing to do custom pieces in the near future if you are interested you can email me at: ellieolson (dot) olson (at) gmail (dot) com.

Thanks, Colleen!