Mission Mission

This photo published today by chartno3 (click to view photo page) calls to mind a fateful comment from several months back left on a Mission Mission post about mopeds by one Tad Benton:

I used to ride a moped back in, oh, 2003. It was fun. Even picked up a DUI on it. They’re a huge pain the butt maintenance-wise, and yeah, not much better than a bike when it comes down to it. I was never much for joining clubs, either, and didn’t like pestering from the moped kids to do so. Now it’s just sort of rotting away in my backyard. Can’t bring myself to sell it, can’t be bothered to ride it. That said, having a girl on your back is delightful and people will smile.

Poetry, I say!

[photo via Jonathan Percy]

This is the best thing on the internet today (besides news of Kevin Montgomery’s firing). What do you imagine when you think of your coffee brain?

[via I Don't You]

Tonight at 7pm is another edition of bike polo in Dolores Park with Oakland facing off with SF.  While this isn’t necessary news, I’m loving the bile/shit-talking coming out of the Oaktown Society of Recreation’s email list:

For those unfamiliar with public transit systems, the “BART” snake-carriage machine will drop you off at 16th and mission, and when you exit the underground passenger depository station tell a friendly san francisco-an “yo… im from Oaklan how da fuck i get to DOUGH-LORE-EHS park?” while making menacing body movements that invade their personal space. and dont worry – they’ll be more afraid of you than you are of them, the same way the sf whackers fear us on the courts of polo, ‘cuz we insane.

Previously:

Volleybonk

Bike Polo

And thus, the Mission Bicycle Company storefront, former bastion of nothing but custom-made track bikes, began selling clothing and accessories too. Buyer/Curator Jefferson explains:

“A lot of our customers are cyclists. They come in and they don’t need a brand-new single-speed bicycle. But they wanna buy something. People wanna buy stuff.”

Fresh off spending sprees at Paxton’s and 826, folks roaming the Valencia corridor happen in and find nothing to impulse buy. So Mission Bikes decided to start stocking an array of locally made and/or responsibly sourced products. A placard with Google Map and fact sheet accompanies each item.

“People wanna buy stuff.”

We asked the obvious: “Even in this economy?” We got a shrug. People wanna buy stuff.

More pretty pictures by Mollie C after the jump. And a full set (complete with hi-res versions) here.

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Somebody named Katie F. who we met at a party last weekend just spotted this handsome scene on Dolores between 19th and 20th. Sure there is no gun slinging going on, but you can tell by the look in his eyes: He’s a gun slinger.

Previously:

Yay Kittens!

Two Very Different Cats

Simon Stark is on the scene: “truck apparently rear-ended what appears to be a 9 muni bus 24th + potrero.”

Link and link.

Eater SF has the hard-hitting scoop.

Also, it appears Pi Bar is destined to never open.  ’Shame.

UPDATE: Kevin lost his shit because Burrito Justice, Eater, SFist, Vegansaurus, us and maybe some others have done multiple posts on a restaurant that hasn’t opened yet, and for some reason he took it out on Eater, a blog devoted in part to obsessing about restaurants that haven’t opened yet — and a blog that Kevin and I both read every day because it rules.

To those that despise Kevin, I apologize for unleashing him on the world.

To those that love Kevin, he’s not actually fired, don’t worry.

To Kevin, go fuck yourself.

–Allan

This morning, on Valencia Street, all these Western meters were getting serviced.

You could make a pretty decent ’70s movie with this chariot as the main character.

Photo by Roberto Lartigue.

If the banh mi cost a penny over $2.50, they better be better than Saigon Sandwich (impossible!) or come with a ride in the Cushman:

BanhMiSF