Mission Mission

UPDATE: Brittney G. takes better photos than I do:

Did anyone else get to Little Otsu‘s yellow special this weekend?

(Look at those chuckleheads walking around taking pictures of stores and stuff! Hah!)

Yeah, we all know there was an epic full moon the other night, but Tom B. sent these photos our way and they’re net level.  Full moons and clouds will never play out.

It seems that over the weekend the Metro PCS store on Mission near 20th reverted back to its previous name. One wonders if “Joseph’s” will be able to provide me with a nice flat rate on one of those mobile phones everyone seems to have these days.

When asked for comment, the giant inflated cell phone out front just shrugged and shifted nervously from side to side.

Here’s the sign as it was:
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The skyline from Dolores Park was off the hook yesterday.  Luckily Potential Past was on the scene so you don’t have to look at my crappy cellphone pictures.

(Photo 1 / Photo 2)

Anybody got any good neighbor stories?

This is Grant. He draws bats and shit! His show “Oew Nld” opens at Tartine tomorrow night (I’ll be photographing it, come after nine, brave the throngs of mean art bros and buy me birthday pie).

More images on Tartine’s Flickr.

-Mollie C

Last week I wanted to know how plug1′s pigeon photo turned out.  Now we know.

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Photo by Jon Bauer

The Chili Bowl was an incredible way to squander away a Saturday afternoon: water balloons full of beer, a blood geyser coming out of a guy’s head, filthy jokes from the announcers, a punk band playing awesome songs like “you are dead, motherfucker” and “crack on Mission St.” within a few dozen yards of a playground full of children, and, of course, skateboarding.  This is definitely my kind of place.

If anyone doubted Allan’s recommendation of the park, you need to check Potrero del Sol out.  It is like Dolores Park, only it’s not full of trash, dead grass, cops, it doesn’t smell like urine, and there is actually interesting shit going on.  It even has its own miniature hipster hill, affectionately known as “lurker hill” by the announcers, where one can flaunt their keen sense of retro bicycle-parts aesthetic and complete apathy towards skateboarding while unfettering, drinking  and carousing.

Anyways, I shot some SICK phone-video of the competition.  Sadly, my camera does not have a fisheye lens and I still know nothing about making skateboarding videos.  Bon appetit.

(link – YouTube)