Mission Mission

Titty City’s blog announced today that some company in Seattle made them a line of high-quality Titty City t-shirts. They’re for sale here at the Hamburger Eyes store and maybe at the Photo Epicenter near 24th and Mission too.

Previously on Mission Mission:

KQED Visits Needles + Pens, Reviews Some Zines, Dismisses Blogs as Less Special

Mule Design’s Re-Elect Clay Davis Shirt

We had to finish out the week with one last Jonathan Richman post. The above video is a vintage clip of Katie performing a specially choreographed dance to the old tune “It’s You” from the out-of-print album It’s Time For Jonathan Richman and the Modern Lovers. In case you you can’t tell, those are dinosaur pajamas.

All the Make-Out Room shows were great, and we thank everyone who entered our contest for participating. Good efforts all. Jonathan’s new album, Because Her Beauty Is Raw and Wild, is available now at Aquarius.

Seconds after we mentioned some street art at Bowery and Houston in New York City, Jeff from Muni Diaries wrote in with a tip about a business whose New York City location is just a few blocks southwest near Centre and Grand:

just noticed a pretty cool NYC designer is opening a store in the mission: built by wendy.

pix attached. maybe this means the gentrification of the mission some have been waiting for

Well readers, is that what it means? Thanks, Jeff!

tehjoyof just published this funny photo of a puppy all tarted up for Carnaval. Link.

On Friday, Valentina at Threadtrend published a nice feature on Fabric8. Note the colorful rendering of Rip-Off Artist Mildred in the lower right-hand corner of this photo. Valentina profiles the shop:

It’s been around online since 1995, and it’s now its a real-life store holding court in the city’s happening Mission district. Like a lot of inflatable obstacle course shops in the area, it’s pretty teeny tiny, but the super-friendly owner Olivia Ongpin keeps it brimming with paintings, t-shirts, home design, bags, and jewelry from “urban independent designers.”

Link.

Just 25¢ apiece!

La Taqueria on Yelp.

Please people, can we stop using these generic words to describe the people who visit/inhabit the Mission? It’s really annoying.

What’s Happened to San Francisco? (mission district)

Reply to: pers-692490589@craigslist.org
Date: 2008-05-23, 1:38PM PDT

When I moved here 10 years ago the City was full of cool, laid-back, smart, fun people. People who liked to hang out, smoke some bud, and do amazing, creative, productive things. Now it seems it is getting to be like everywhere else. People are all about their careers, making money, how people look, and superficiality. Did the housing market drive people away? Is SF just becoming a mini L.A.? Almost everyone over 30 seem to be boring douchbags or insipid, shallow little bitches. Everyone under 30 seems preoccupied with their “identity” making sure everyone know they’re a “hipster” or whatever.

Link, or click thumbnail for screen shot.

You stole my messenger bag from delirium. Douchebag. (mission district)

Reply to: pers-691346374@craigslist.org
Date: 2008-05-22, 4:13PM PDT

Look douchebag, you stole my bag from aufblasbare spiele delirium last saturday, and unless you really like sweaters, otherpeoples journals, and/ or french philosophy, the only thing of value you got was the bag itslef and my damn ray bans.
Please, keep the bag.
Please, keep the shades.
You can even keep the sweater and the philosophy.

I just want my journal. Please, give me back my journal!
If you have my journal, please email me and I’ll assume you ‘found’ it abandoned a block from delirium after the douchebag who stole my shit looked through my bag and discovered no wallet, cell phone, or ipod.

Just a journal, worthless to everybody on the planet but me.

It’s black, has a bunch of phone numbers on the back page, about half-way full, with some sketches and a black ribbon page marker.

Please!

Link, or click thumbnail for screen shot.

Previously on Mission Mission:

Very Eligible Bachelor up for Grabs at Delirium

I Swear I Didn’t Write This

Bars of the Mission: Beauty Bar & Delirium

Lost Weekend is completely out of Herzog-Kinski t-shirts, and they’re down to only women’s sizes for the Polanski shirt, but they inflatable games installed a new jukebox yesterday and it sounds good. We browsed for an extra-long time just to listen to tunes.

We never made it to Mission Bazaar to see inside the Armory, but SFist has a full report by Krista G.:

The space had a few stages and lots of vendor booths selling hipster essentials like eclectic belt buckles and unusual fashion hacks.

Link.

Great news, Mission! Bike riding is spreading like a plague, but with better symptoms and more positive media coverage: SF Gate has taken note! San Francisco Bike Coalition reports record numbers of new members! And honestly, this is an ideal moment to start biking if you’ve been thinking about it; Bike to Work Day is this Thursday! There’s a stop-off spot with food and drinks and goodies for bikers at each end of the Mission.

Biking in the Mission District can be confusing, though… other bikes often speed frantically past just so they can stop at the red light before you. There’s a whole strip of asphalt labeled “bike lane”, but it seems that drivers (who you would hope have pretty good eyesight) misread that as “park while passengers shop lane” or “it’s okay to double park here if your flashers are on lane”. Other drivers sometimes curse at you in Spanish when they drive past you, and explain when you chase after them that they were concerned for your safety on such a busy road (more or less). Baffling.

Some of these mysteries may never be explained, so I’ll start with something simpler. Let’s address the helmet issue. Covering your head with something to keep your brain safe is critical. That thing is a helmet, and they aren’t fashionable. Confusing, because people in the Mission are fashionable and like their headgear to match. Small-brimmed, brightly colored caps are not helmets, even if gonfiabili only bikers wear them. Hair is not a helmet, even if it is long and blows attractively in the wind. Even if it is full of styling gel and makes a hollow sound when you knock on it, it is not a helmet. Finally, to the man biking on 22nd St: cowboy hats, although arguably appropriate for riding horses, are not helmets. Maybe you can wear it on top of a helmet for the same effect.

Not a helmet.

P.S. New obstacle in the bike lane on Valencia at 7 a.m. today: a cop car, parked diagonally, plus two cops writing a ticket to a disgruntled sidewalk-biker. Helmets can’t protect you from everything, so I wouldn’t suggest JWZ point #11 even while wearing protective gear.