‘Holy shit’ fire on Valencia

‘Naked, spitting, pissing dude’ shuts down 16th Street BART

What a move!

What a photo!

Wow!

UPDATE: Bianca on our Facebook timeline gives us a more complete version of the story…

Wasn’t that “amusing” as you are despicting it. Just saying. Just left 16 and Mission Bart station and as I was approching the ticket exit, a completely naked man with his penis hard was backing a woman coming from work I assume against a wall and he threw her down to the ground. Someone tried to stop him and he ended up throwing the guy to the ground and then got on the ticket exit/entrance thing and squatted over for everyone to see his anus and then and then and then….. the point is that no one could control the situation and then he started going after an older man and had him by the neck. He was obviously on PCP since he was so strong and out of it ( i think???)) wtf! Everyone ran out and no one could help. I heard “the police were on their way” but we all ended up getting out of there. I didn’t stick around. Thank god my kids weren’t with me. Sad world and fucked up people. Fuck 16th/Mission Bart. At your own risk!

Apologies for taking the wrong tone.

[Photo by Marc Huestis via The Bold Italic on Facebook]

Anti-Levi’s performance vandal Elle Ko returns to Valencia Street, uses dangerous etching cream to attack new Betabrand storefront

You might remember her from when she had lots to say about the temporary Levi’s popup on Valencia about three years back. Later, we suspected that she might have been part of a very elaborate and insidious Levi’s marketing ploy. (So maybe Betabrand hired the same marketing team? jk)

This morning she made an announcement on Twitter (and her Twitter remains tremendously engaging):

She’s right about the new Boards of Canada though, am I right?

Anyway, the thing is, she used some kind of gnarly etching cream that’s so dangerous she elected to also put up a homemade — and bilingual — warning sign:

How thoughtful!

This afternoon, Jefferson from Mission Bicycles, Betabrand’s neighbor, sent in all of these pics and filled us in on what Betabrand is exactly:

Who is Betabrand? (Hint: they are not owned by Liz Claiborne). The owner, Chris Lindland has lived here in San Francisco for 17 years. He started his company in the basement. In my opinion, here’s that makes them remarkable: They have not outsourced production to China, Bangladesh, or Potugal. They are not made in the USA. It’s made in San Francisco. They are local makers. The money stays here. They employe about 100 blue and white collar San Franciscans.

They are relocating their operation from Cesar Chaves to Valencia. Adding a retail space so their customers can come in and try stuff on and have a human interaction.

Sounds fine to me.

Here’s the finished piece:

And here’s a crew cleaning up the mess today:

The view from El Techo de Lolinda, the Mission’s brand-new (and one-and-only) rooftop bar

Pretty much the same as it always was, but now there’s a wraparound glass windscreen, really fancy Australian heat lamps, and solid menus of Latin street food and serious cocktails. New era!

El Techo de Lolinda opens to the public May 13th!

This car is on fire!

(Thanks, Todd.)

Little Baobab is on fire!

(Thanks, Gabriela.)

UPDATE: Damage appears to be minimal.

Hey that big empty former Z Barn place on Valencia is apparently going to become something soon, something with reclaimed wood on the facade

That thing was empty for a million years, and they wanted like a million bucks a square foot for it. Can’t wait to see what’s coming!

Awesome new thing to trip over in the dark installed at 20th and Folsom

Watch your step when stumbling home from Homestead or Shotwell’s.

It’s so fucking hot right now, this tree in the Marina just keeled over and died

:(

‘Stupid fucking city’ (in which ice cream parlors stay open later than bars)

I was in Hayes Valley last night (for some reason) and after getting kicked out of Biergarten at closing time (9pm), we walked past this ice cream place that was still positively hoppin’. One of my drinking companions commented, “Stupid fucking city.”

Okay, obviously there are reasons for this (noise restrictions on an open-air bar in a residential area) and we were able to keep drinking (Two Sisters was open and lively and they had a really interesting Fernet from Denver called Fernet Leopold), but still.