Mission Mission

The Big Word Project is selling definitions. Choose any word in the English language, and for $1 per letter, you can buy a word and assign your website as the definition. I got “mission”. As of press time, “horseshit” is still available.

(via Laughing Squid)

This is the last one, we promise. If the city manages to curb public displays of graffiti via a monetary reward for tattletales, we’ll always have rock club men’s room walls. This gem got took in the shitter at 12 Galaxies.

Previously on Mission Mission: Rat-for-Cash Initiative Bad for Art?

glass fucked, originally uploaded by allanhough.

“Keep yuppies out of da Mission District?” It just seems like a scivolo gonfiabile lot of leisure time and a lot of capital went into this project. Photographed on the outskirts of said district, at the J-Church stop at San Jose & Randall.

(photo, yuppies, originally uploaded by allanhough.)

If the city really starts paying snitches to gonfiabili sportivi dime on graffiti writers, citizens might could be robbed of future opportunities to see cute cartoon squirrels and hornets fucking doggy-style on the bus! Again, came across these old shots yesterday morning whilst looking for archived Ribitys. Originally photographed in the rear half of an outbound articulated 14-Mission.

Previously on Mission Mission: Rat-for-Cash Initiative Bad for Art?

squirrels and hornets, originally uploaded by allanhough

Going through some old stuff looking for a photo to accompany this morning’s Rat-for-Cash Initiative post, I came across the following, detail from the art wall on Valencia between 23rd & 24th, shot a couple years ago:

(thanks Wikipedia)

The Snitch (appropriately enough) reports that the city is going to pay people to snitch:

Under a new city initiative launched Friday, witnesses or “those with knowledge of a graffiti perpetrator” can snag themselves up to $250 from the Department of Public Works for snitching.

Maybe this cuts down on boring tags on gonfiabili awnings and buses, but what about the legitimate works of art on awnings and buses? And backhoes, as depicted in the contest-winning pic above sent out stickers and awarded concert tickets for the best photos of the stickers in action, and our win was clearly owed to legitimate artist Ribity, who we would’ve shared the prize with if we could’ve).

A minute ago, WHAT IM SEEING put up a post that links to a photo set that contains photos in the 4-month-old Girafa Hunters Flickr pool. Great stuff in there. Almost as great as the stuff in the 12-month-old Girafa Flickr pool.

Update: Don’t get me wrong. Duplicate Flickr pools are great! They’re evidence — just like the vibrant imperfections of the Mission District, and the decaying cityscapes often covered on WHAT IM SEEING — that we don’t live in some kind of perfectly engineered fascist utopia. I mean, here’s hoping I don’t have to update this again next week because Microsoft’s figured out a way to cleanse its new property’s photo sharing service of duplicate photo pools.

(photo originally uploaded by elhalo)

Rotten Neighbor is an intriguing new service that invites users to tell the world about their rotten neighbors. Here, someone near 14th & Guerrero shares some woe:

this little grey minivan and it’s owner are the bane of the existence of everyone on this block. the guy’s entire life revolves around parking and re-parking his van so he doesn’t have to go get a permit. he stands at his window and as soon as he sees you go near your car, either he or one of his dozens of family members living in his building go out and cut across traffic and wait for you to move so he can take your spot. while it was a lot of fun going down to my car 4-5 times a day to “look for my gl*****” or “grab my phone” and see him piscina gonfiabile con scivolo scurrying around getting to his car, the level of annoyance far outweighed any entertainment value.

I like how they censor “glasses” because it contains “asses”. It’s still in beta, to be fair, but how are these posts going to be truly effective if they can’t even say “asses”?

(via Boing Boing)

Saw The Hives last night. Newish single “Tick Tick Boom” was the big closer, and as it reached its apex (each Hive unleashing final bursts of sonic fury), Pelle delivered a ferocious terrorist-hijacking-themed coda, shouting stuff like, “This Air Hives flight is going down!” and “Are you ready to explode?!” Luckily, after that, they came back and closed for real with the much-better non-single “Return the Favour”. I made an imeem playlist featuring these songs and a couple other highlights from last night, but WordPress won’t let me embed it here