Mission Mission

Beer cans, that is, like that would’ve been sold at this corner store before they packed it up and hauled it away. Nice shot, quasiblotto! Thanks for sharing.

Update: quasiblotto has an even better shot that he sent over belatedly. Thanks again, dude.

Previously on Mission Mission:

Improving the Neighborhood by Shopping at Corner Stores

I was looking at the Mission Mission Facebook page for the first time in a while, and found that someone had posted a link to some photo sets on Flickr, one of which contained this. WTF?

Photo by potential past, from the set 20081025_mission.

Previously on Mission Mission:

Baby Heads

This here was (and might still be) lashed to a temporary chain-link fence around the construction site at Mission and Chavez. Calling the number is fun.

Update: Beware spoilers in the comments.

Amid all the street parties and other hubbub of the last few days, I neglected to mention a personal milestone I reached over the weekend. For years I’ve been walking down that really cute block of Lexington and reminding myself to someday have a dance party under the disco ball.

On Saturday, I did it, kind of. Really, I just played some music on my phone and cut the rug for a few minutes while my companions waited more or less patiently. But, it was fun.

The Ladder Herald has some mesmerizing photos of hula hoopers run amok at last night’s street party. More, and bigger, here. Thanks, Elizabeth!

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The Day of the Dead parade was ironically the only time I’ve been on 24th Street and not seen a single Mexican.

Video by le.

Jesse from Beer & Nosh happened upon this grisly scene last night: Virginia the Zombie Tamale Lady hauling a cooler full of tamales with fillings such as bugs, eyeballs and what Jesse terms “miscellaneous hipster pieces.” Looks enticing! Thanks, Jesse! Link.

Previously on Mission Mission:

Tamale Lady’s Birthday Party

This thing was staring at me the whole BART ride today. I thought it was going to jump out and bite me!

Been wondering about a few things, like that poster on Guerrero Street for the past few months, featuring a cow and advertising a free soapbox race in Dolores Park. The Red Bull Soapbox Race, specifically, which answers the next question: What was up with that fleet of can-shaped Red Bull cars I passed on the way home from work yesterday?

Now I’m pretty excited to see what these soap boxers will do, besides make my weekly date with Dolores (Saturday) a little claustro. Good news: it’ll be completely free, unless you decide to make a purchase from the food stands, bev stands, craft stands, nearby shops, or strolling vendors.

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