Discarded Christmas tree as bike theft deterrent

Tree pile! (But how to keep the sap off your seat?)

[via Austin Kamps]

Broke-Ass Stuart’s version of the pickleback will contain locally sourced artisanal pickle juice

As mentioned before, Stuart has been holding down a Wednesday evening bar tending shift at Dear Mom. To make things a little more interesting, starting tonight, he’s making picklebacks:

The Pickle Back is a shot of whiskey with a shot of pickle juice as a chaser.  I know at first it sounds gross, but really, it’s amazing!  The pickle brine cuts right through the whiskey making even the most rotgut stuff totally tolerable.  But I’m not feeding you that rotgut shit; we’re doing Dickle with the Pickle Back.  And it’s even fancy pickle juice.  I’m getting the stuff  from the fine gentlemen ofWise Sons, who are already famous for the food truck and will be even more so when their new deli opens up on 24th St.

Stuart also implies that he’s the first to bring this concept to SF, but that’s erroneous because I’ve had many picklebacks at Mission Hill Saloon, and a few at Beauty Bar. But Stu’s are made with care and are still only $4, so who gives a shit? Let’s get drunk!

[Mission Hill Saloon pickleback photo by Rumback]

Parkletjackers jack 22nd Street parklet

The whole thing, gone in 60 seconds! (Okay, apparently it’s in the shop for cleaning or refurbishment and it’s due back probably in a couple weeks.)

Note to motorists: they forgot to screw the parking meters back on the parking meter posts, so you can park here for free for basically forever.

Bandwagon 49ers fans in the Mission

SFist this morning published a list of reasons you might be a bandwagon 49ers fan. Topping the list? You live in the Mission:

Once a bastion for Latino families, introverts, and homosexuals, San Francisco’s Mission District is now home to long lines of beards in black Giants caps waiting for ice cream, bread, groceries, Chinese food, and evenhaircuts at a fucking barbershop. Is it because The Mission has the best the city has to offer? Hell no. You can find the greatest of anything all over this unparalleled city of ours, not just on Valencia and Mission streets. It is because nowhere more in San Francisco do people love to be a part of something, to be a part of organized fun than in The Mission. If the shocking rise in baseball fans among the PBR set during the 2010 Giants World Series is any indication, we could see double that with football fans provided the Niners win Sunday’s NFC Championship.

Fair. Read on for lots more astute analysis.

[Photo by C'mon Pony]

Keep your fancy camera lens safe with this Mission burrito-inspired lens wrap

Photojojo explains its new product:

Ahhh, the Mission District. The Burrito Capital of San Francisco. It’s a little known fact that Photojojo HQ sits smack dab in the middle of said capital and have we got a burrito for you.

Feast your eyes on the Photorito Lens Wrap!

Only $20. Read on.

Iron and Gold signage is up

[via Unemployed Full-Time]

Why’d the flock of cones cross the road?

Reader Hap L. snapped this pic of what he calls a “winter pylon migration.”

Please, girls, just embrace the fact that I’m dressed cuter than you

Ruby in the Dust (pictured) explains:

San Francisco is one big fucking stage. It is a constant theater production. When I am walking down the street, it’s like I’m the second coming of Jesus fucking Christ. I’m not even egotistical about this. If I’m dressed cuter than a girl, her eyes automatically shift to the side because she’s challenged and I see a dirty look plastered on her face. It’s weird because I feel like we’re all interconnected. I can feel myself as a part of her, and her a part of me. I don’t understand why we can’t embrace the communal human THING that we share and be happy over it?

Read on for a few other musings on life in San Francisco.

Here’s what kissing looks like from inside a mouth

Uh, Valentine’ Day is coming up soon? Keep this in mind? Or something. You’re welcome.

[via Summer Is Rad]

What’s the deal with those casino buses queued up at 16th and Mission?

Our pal Plumpy has some travel advice for us:

You know those casino buses that are always parked 8-deep at 16th & Mission, packed full of elderly Chinese women? Have you ever wanted to get on one? Tonight I did as I love casino games and even play them online at https://uudetkasinotilmanrekisteroitymista.fi/. The bus cost $10, but when I got there, they gave us $30 each for gambling. If you hate gambling as much as I do, you’ll probably blow through that at the slots in the first 30 minutes and spend the rest of your mandatory four hour stay sitting in the bar. But! I won $120 off of their free money. How often do you go out for drinks and come home at 4am drunk and with more money in your pocket than you left with? I’m not saying I’d do it again, but I think everyone should do it once.

Peep the schedule here. Thanks, Plumpy! If you want to play casino games at the comfort of your home, you may look for fast payout online casino nz websites. The conquestador casino canada website also offers big bonuses and exciting prizes to new players.

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"I joked that living in the Mission would be the end of me. And there were nights where it felt like the case.

One night I went out with my friend Allan to the bar that no one goes to on 16th Street, where I lost half my drink and money on the dance floor. Later we skated down 16th to Evelyn Lee, where I fell off my board and landed on my head as the 22 bus sped past behind me. A sobering moment. At the bar, I sulked and nursed my wounds until Allan put on Amy Winehouse’s 'Valerie.' We danced, he dipped me, and I felt better."

— My pal Valerie, writing about life in the Mission