The Are-You-Kidding-Me Pothole

street-trolls

Either street trolls are after our compost, or somebody really needs to call 311.

But all you really need to know is, Sexpigeon rules.

Every Now and Then I Have to Have Some Drugs (Video)

Agile Mobile Hostile screens at 7pm tonight at ATA as part of the Noise Pop Film Festival.

Previously:

The Black Godfather

Copenhagen Bike Lanes

I’m not trying to get all Streetsblog on everybody, but I spent all afternoon writing about Copenhagen, and I almost got hit by a car yesterday probably because of San Francisco’s insufficient network of bike lanes, and today I got honked at repeatedly because some motorist couldn’t handle that I was taking up part of their lane with my slow little bicycle — and then I saw this photo by Zakkaliciousness. Wouldn’t it be nice.

Click photo to view photo page.

Retraction: Not Three Kinds of Wings, One Kind of Wings TRIPLE FRIED

Family Styles has a gorgeous photographic recap of the food at the food writing panel at 826 Valencia the other night, and they report that my Three Kinds of Wings report was erroneous. In fact, there was but one kind of wings, but they were triple fried. Link.

Mei is also working on some sort of lengthy meditation on the ideas brought up during the discussion, but for now there’s also this.

Also, the Mission Street Food Saturday menu is up and WINGS ARE ON IT. Also, a good number of vegetarian options.

Big Corporate Lou Reed All Over The Valencia Street Art Wall

This is the first time I’ve seen advertising on the Valencia Street Art Wall. I’m torn, because it’s pretty badass.

Okay, okay, so Supreme is a big multinational brand. But look at Lou’s arms! And I mean, Lou Reed is basically a big multinational brand too, and we all love him, right?

Where do we stand, y’all? What is art? If I drink too much tonight and make some art all over my shoes and no one is there to brand it, is it still art?

Click pic to view Lou’s arms HUGE.

Update: TriniDad says

And you can even buy a t-shirt of the same image: http://tinyurl.com/bdghkf. How very meta!

The Future of Journalism in San Francisco

video-library-cbs5com-3

C.W. Nevius is like, “Harrumph harrumph harrumph,” and I’m all, “Sorry, busy aggregating,” and then Eve Batey says some stuff that makes us all feel better. Link.

Attention Mission District Bands: Free Album Cover Idea

Let the bidding war for usage rights to this photo by sfgirlbybay begin!

Click photo to view photo page.

Three Kinds of Wings

Yesterday we published a reminder about the food writing seminar tonight hosted by 826 Valencia and Chris from Plebiscite and Mission Street Food.

In the comments section, Karen from Mission Street Food added that Anthony from Mission Street Food will be doing the food for the event. What’s on the menu? “[T]hree kinds of wings!”

Link.

Rainy Day Bike Kitchen Caravan

Dustin Jensen today put up a set of photos chronicling the Bike Kitchen‘s move over the weekend from temp digs in SoMa back to the heart of the Mission. See how they packed up the whole shop at caravanned it cross town in the rain here.

Giant Sequoia Sprouts Found Growing In Kid's Hiking Shoe

growth

Mission resident Kevin Haas, 26, last weekend did the Berry Creek Falls hike at Big Basin. Today, he put on his hiking shoes for the first time since the hike, only to find a pair of saplings sprouted from the toe.

Related:

I Have Completed Stage One Of Our Plan To Take Over The World at The Onion.

Allan Hough

Posts: 7810

Email: allanhough@gmail

Website: http://allanhough.bandcamp.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