Brian Wilson writing Giants-themed graffiti on area wall

Suck it, property owners! Cool tag, Brian!

(Kinda weird how he’s hovering six inches off the sidewalk though, right?)

[via Storts]

UPDATE: From the looks of his Facebook page, the artist seems to be from Philly. Here’s an exchange with a fan on his wall:

Anthony Mangano: I hate Brian Wilson

Get up: HAHA I expect lots of that! They love him out here tho, doin it for the people haha

Toilet horror

[via C'mon Pony]

Early electro, new wave, dark wave, punk and post-punk TONIGHT

Here’s the deal, according to Wam Bam Ashleyanne herself:

10PM-2AM. No cover.

All vinyl cuts from a darker side… early electro, new wave, dark wave, punk, post-punk. I’ll have some Slits, Echo & The Bunnymen, and Adam Ant in tow. [link]

I went to this party last month and it was funnnnnnn. I love soul and techno as much as the next guy but it was fun for once to go to a party in the Mission that wasn’t soul or techno.

How to reclaim public space by building a DIY bench and sitting on it

Our pal Broke-Ass Stuart just texted this image in. I believe he’s already hard at work on a bench of his own.

Don’t get doored

Streetsblog made this illustration of how bike lanes are actually smaller than they might look, because you have to avoid doors. Here’s a good factoid:

According to the SFMTA, dooring is the second most common form of injury collision involving cyclists, behind unsafe speed, though the San Francisco Bicycle Coalition (SFBC) points out that dooring is the highest injury collision type caused by motorists or their passengers.

For goodness’ sake, don’t get doored! I see so many people riding really close to parked cars, traveling at high enough speeds that if a door pops open they’re fucked.

Read on for news about some possible changes coming to SF bike lanes. But the main thing is, stay out of the door zone, for goodness’ sake!

[via jwz]

Purse/identity thefts at Mission bars continue

Another one happened at the Make-Out Room this evening. The victim had her purse right next to her, hanging on a hook with a jacket over it. Next thing she knows, the jacket is on the floor and the purse is gone. She looks for a it for a bit, reports it to the staff, goes home, starts canceling her cards. Already there is illicit activity on her accounts. Within minutes of the theft!

This ring is speedy, people. Keep your stuff close. Tell your friends.

Shooting at 20th and Hampshire

I talked to some cops and some bystanders. Apparently two perps ran up on a kid and shot him around 11:30PM. He might be dead. The shooters fled northward on Hampshire.

UPDATE: Mission Local confirms:

Later on Tuesday, at 11:30 p.m., another man was fatally shot at 20th and Hampshire brining the number of homicides to three

Read on.

Shot in the head (because of a case of mistaken identity)

Mission Local reports:

A 22-year-old cook who had just gotten off work at Hogs and Rock was shot and critically wounded at 12:30 a.m. Tuesday as he stood on San Carlos, just around the corner from the restaurant, witnesses said.

Police are saying that it looks like a case of mistaken identity and they are looking for two male suspects between the ages of 25 and 30.

A witness who lives in the building above Hogs & Rocks said she heard two young men ask the cook, who is also the father of two children, if he was in a gang. “No, no,” the cook responded.

Read on.

UPDATE: Our buddy Wesley was there as well. Here’s what he saw and heard:

I was watching a movie. I hear two gun shots, which were distinctly outside of the movie and sounded very premeditated, with a one second interval between them. I cracked my blinds and saw about five people standing around a body in front of Hog and Rocks, talking about witnesses. It took about a minute for several emergency vehicles (including police cruisers) to come in from every direction. I watch someone do emergency CPR for what felt like close to 15 minutes. Later, a crime scene investigator who had examined the body and the surrounding area walked by my window on the phone and said the gunman walked up to the victim and shot him twice in the head and walked off.

Also, we added the above photo by @codykung (via @docpop and Ariel).

Mission girl goes to Detroit, makes rap video about biking and boys

You might remember Breezee One from her list of Mission boy romantic red flags that everybody loved so much. Her hot new music video for “Bike Chase” just might be even better:

Is “Bianchis, Peugeots, Cinellis, Fujis” the new “Gucci Gucci, Fendi Fendi, Louis Louis, Prada” or is ”Bianchis, Peugeots, Cinellis, Fujis” the new “Gucci Gucci, Fendi Fendi, Louis Louis, Prada”?

[via Racoon Lyfe]

Uptown Almanac’s Comedy Night at the Roxie tonight will be a fond farewell to the ‘Mayor of the Mission’

Kevin over at Uptown Almanac today shares one big reason why we all need to head over to the Roxie tonight for comedy night. In short, because our buddy Jeff Cleary:

For those of you not in the know, he’s hosted dozens of shows at 12 Galaxies and The Purple Onion, has lived a hundred feet from Delirium since before it was ever called Delirium, is, as Sean Keane says, “basically the Mayor of the Mission,” and tonight is his last show before leaving town for the foreseeable future.  We’re all bummed he’s hitting the road, but tonight will be a one helluva send-off.

Hitting the road? Gee, Jeff, we hardly knew ye. Bone voyagee!

Read on for more choice Jeff material, or buy advance tickets to tonight’s show here.

Allan Hough

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Biographical Info:

"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