Slow day at work? There’s nothing like some visual aid to get your Thursday night partying obligations in order.
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Slow day at work? There’s nothing like some visual aid to get your Thursday night partying obligations in order.
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Our buddy Lindsey headed across the bay yesterday to join the fray and saw some wild sights. First there was the truck that floored it into a group of people:
Then there was the line of fixed-gear hipsters waiting for tacos:
Oh and then she got teargassed. Here’s how it started:
Lately, the idea of occupying foreclosed homes has been bouncing around. People have been saying a lot of things about a lot of homeless people, and a lot of homes without people. I am going to keep my opinion out of this, but nonetheless, it appears valid on paper. So protesters started “occupying” a foreclosed building on 16th, and I watched people bring in stacks & stacks of books to turn it into a makeshift learning community. Cool in concept, obviously never going to work. Word got out that cops were coming, and people started barricading 16th, along Broadway & San Pablo. Dumpsters, doors (???), newspaper dispenser things, all building a blockade. People started to get anxious about police presence. I was on the San Pablo side, but I looked over & saw that people had lit the barricade along Broadway on fire. I mean, come on. Enough is enough, people. Riot squads started pouring out of vans, and standing without action. I can’t speak for what happened at the East end of the street, but on the San Pablo side, people started to try & provoke them. Graffiti, bricks through windows, broken bottles. It started to get so vandalism-centered, that when I heard the two booms from Broadway, I thought they were “protesters” dismantling something.
Whoa. It’s a much longer story than that. Read the rest here. Quite an ordeal.
But the good news is it’s working:
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A paper yeti rises from the crowd.
Giant fly, trailed by a skeleton bride and a green rodent of sorts.
And a return appearance from the glowing jellyfish of Treasure Island Music Festival.
24th Street was full of trick-or-treaters getting more candy from businesses like El Farolito than residences, a nice community touch. Dance parties were happening at various spots, but most people seemed too tuckered out from a wild weekend of Halloween festivities to commit to going out on the actual holiday. At least these kids had plans to make the most of things!
By comparison, Wednesday’s Dia de los Muertos celebration drew pretty much the entire neighborhood, both long-term locals and hipsters alike, the aroma of incense wafting through the air as 24th thronged with revelers (much like the overpass to the Port of Oakland) despite the supposedly somber mood of the festival. It’s no secret which day means more to the Mission, for now at least.
How did your Halloween (week) go?
This van allegedly took a right turn at the intersection of 20th and Harrison this afternoon right into a pair of allegedly off-leash puppies who were crossing the street in the crosswalk, their owner right behind them.
Witnesses reported that one of the pair died on impact, while the other’s desperate yelps could still be heard minutes later. Paramedics and animal control units were on the scene.
A white-jacketed forensics expert was taking iPhone video of eye-witness accounts:
It’s a cute joke (via Napkin Please), but I’m not sure I buy it necessarily. Here are a couple of partygoers thoroughly enjoying an “ordinary” brownie from Hey Cookie the other night:
Seriously, that was an amazing brownie.
SF Examiner explains:
Mission bowling alley, the Roxie obtain right to serve alcohol in San Francisco
A planned bowling alley in the Mission along with the long-standing Roxie Theater were granted the right to begin selling alcohol on Tuesday after the Board of Supervisors approved legislation providing exceptions to the area’s restrictions on alcohol.
The Mission Alcohol Special Use District was established in 1996 and prohibits new establishments from selling or serving alcohol within the boundaries of Guerrero Street, San Jose Avenue, Randall Street, Mission Street, Cesar Chavez Street, Potrero Avenue and Fourteenth Street.
I’m ready to celebrate. Read on.
There won’t be any sound though, so let’s all take the opportunity right now to listen to Rose McGowan’s most memorable line. (Embedding was disabled, sorrry!)
All your favorite Shine On DJs will be there, along with special guest Chas Gaudi of Shellac Shack!
At least “tres” is “tres” now instead of “trees” like it was originally, but I can’t believe they didn’t address the “Um” part ! !
And whatever happened to that Juntos Club thing we thought might be going in instead? Anyway, this place with the dumbass awning is finally open I guess.
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