Mission Mission

Katie and I just got back from a week in Mazatlan, a city whose street art and street food scenes just might rival those of the Mission District. So here are some pictures of graffiti and stickers and things (click to enlarge). We would’ve taken pictures of the bacon-wrapped hot dogs too, but we were busy eating.

I wrote more about our trip at my Twitter account, here. And thanks to Lael for holding down the fort.

Previously on Mission Mission:

Nuclear Care Bear

Katie’s Bacon-Wrapped Hot Dog Farts

SFist has the scoop:

You might remember the incident, huh? About 9:45pm last night, heading north. Why would I know the time, well I had to look at my cell phone to keep my eyes from looking over as you pulled his cock through his jeans and into your mouth.

How could we all not notice you? You were so ugly and those boobs were so little it was just obvious. Then the guy you were with looked like Billy Bob Thorton in “Slingblade”. Except even weirder looking. Quite a pair.

It gets better and better. Link.

WHAT IM SEEING dot com just put up an analysis of the Quake Quiz SF website, and its chilling graphics in particular. The one above really hits home, am I right? At least it’s still in tact. Link.

Also:

• “Katrina-Style Disaster” Predicted at SFist.
• Bizarro La Taqueria here on Mission Mission.

Reader Bryan Haggerty pointed us toward this Improv Everywhere video, in which a bunch of people gather in the park and listen to the same mp3 at the same time. The mp3 tells them to do stuff, and they do it, and it’s all sponsored by Yahoo! and they got a helicopter to shoot aerial footage. Link.

Update: mcas says, “I, too, love doing things so I can spend the next 4 days at my over-paid tech job looking through flickr for photos of myrself to add to my facebook.” Haha!

Over at Static Fix, Alex has a word-for-word reenactment of the performance delivered by the play-by-play announcers at Saturday’s Red Bull Soapbox Race in Dolores Park. It begins thus:

Stu, is this great or what? This is great Jay! It fuckin’ rocks to be here right now in San FRAN-CISCO!!! Give it up for these fans. Let’s hear the fans. Whoooooooooo! Hahaha. That’s right. We’re here in Dolores Park. Red Bull bringing it to us so hard right now with the Soapbox Derby in DOLOR-ES! Whooo! Let’s throw it down to my boy Shiboya. Shiboya! Wassuuuuuuuup?!

The whole rest of the show is “transcribed” here, and paired with some nice photos (like the one above).

We also like Carlos Reyes’ coverage.

Reader Jenn sent in these photos of some kind of smoke or something coming off the US Bank building or its vicinity at 22nd and Mission last Thursday. What happened?

Update: BayBigr has the scoop.

We’d pointed out a harrowing case of harassment, and Mr. Bronstein went to work:

So I called Cinthya Munoz-Ramos from the St. Peter’s Housing Committee, the group that’s representing the family. She’s one of six full-time women at the Committee, which takes up tenants’ issues in the Mission, particularly those involving immigrants. Cinthya said the Corado’s problems began in 2003 when they witnessed the same landlady throwing a neighbor down the building’s staircase.

Wow. Lots more at Bronstein at Large, here. And good stuff in the comments too. (Thanks, Doug!)

Somebody stole JimBeam’s bike! It’s a 58cm Olmo, like the one pictured above but a more burnished orange, and “has some rust on the piece connecting from the pedals to the back wheel.” The crime took place here in the neighborhood between 7 and 8pm on Friday night. Be on the lookout! Link.

Photo courtesy of Kettenlinie Coeln.

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

Tonight is the kickoff of Video Fest 2008, held at the Mission Cultural Center for Latino Arts.  The festival this year received 49 different film submissions of which 17 will be shown either tonight (10/17) or tomorrow (10/18).  From the festival blog:

Video Fest 08 is focused on people’s existence and their surroundings, the relationships that develop between the human being and nature, community, family and their social surroundings.

Although I have not often ventured into the Mission Cultural Center, the couple of times that I did, I was extremely impressed.  Once I heard some really good jazz that had people stopping in their tracks and turning the sidewalk into an impromptu theater.  Another time I saw an absorbing exhibition featuring photos snapped by kids and young adults.  If past experience is any clue, this should be good.