Mission Mission

There has been some well documented hate directed towards Valencia St. fixie start-up Mission Bicycle, but this seems a little over the top.  Was it random or targeted?  We will only be able to speculate…

Mr. Pickles moments after his return.

Mr. Pickle was just anonymously dropped off across front of Shotwell’s on 20th and Treat.  According to Mama Pickle, the thief called this afternoon claiming to have “felt bad” about taking Mr. Pickle and offered to return him in the night.  She reported that she believed it was a joke but still asked that “he drop him off before close so I could bring him inside.”  She stressed that if he was returned, she would not involve the police.  Soon after, she received another call that he was dropped off around the corner, where she found him in a box.

Mama said that the thief even called again to verify that Mama and Mr. were reunited.

Mama started to take off the red bandana, an addition from the Pickle hostage taker, as I was leaving.  After some discussion, she agreed to leave it on him as a stylish-reminder of this part of Mr. Pickle’s history.

Shortly after thaddius_larue tipped us off that someone at Yahoo was looking into the identity of the “The Pickler,” we received detailed account information from a tipster at Yahoo, including name, address and telephone number.  Our source has suggested that the alleged kidnapper once resided in Foster City and is presently employed by a San Francisco Tattoo studio.  This information is yet to be substantiated.  Additionally, Mission Mission has the thief’s Comcast Cable address.

Soon after we received the information, “The Pickler” claimed that he would return Mr. Pickle:

“ill return it jeez, just a prank that has gone too far. never intended to harm him, just found him out on the street at 11 at night and thought it would be funny. he will be home very very soon.”

It appears the saga is nearing its conclusion.  Hopefully we will see our friend on SVN once again.

“Hi, I moved to Oakland now since everyone wants to be a fucking detective.”

Also, Ray Potes from Hamburger Eyes explains his involvement with the initial photo posted to the “Cellybrain” flickr account:

whoa!! ive been in and out of town so i havent been able to properly address this. but lots of phone calls about this and i am really trying to figure it out.

check it out, i run a photo magazine called “hamburger eyes”. also run a community darkroom called “photo epicenter”. on our website we have a side blog called “cellybrain”. its runs off our flickr account. people can submit cell phone photos through their phone, either straight to the flickr account, or to my phone or email and then i can forward it to the flickr. it updates the site automatically and immediatly. its just a neat feature for our site that a friend help me setup.

if you look at the flickr page, you can see that the cell phone photos come from all kinds of sources. not just mine.

anyways, people who submit cell phone photos often give out the info so others can post too. ive already notified pretty much all my contacts to find out who actually sent the photo. no responses yet. there was a tag with “mark” on it but the mark i know doesnt send cell photos.

i eat at mr. pickles all the time. i am a business owner. i live in the mission. i have no reason to steal this sign. i too have a huge hand painted sign on the front door of my space that costs hundreds of dollars, and i understand how painful it must be to have such a thing stolen.

i got a phone call this morning that the cops came to our place of business and searched for the sign!!!?? i had to cut my trip short and rushed back from san diego to take care of this.

if you know me, you know that i am always willing to help in any situation.

i saw that you tried to contact me through flickr but since we have it on auto pilot i never need to login to see if i have messages.

i got an email from armand at mission local when this went up, and i told him that i would notify all my people to help me figure this out. which i have done and no response. i have been back and forth between sd and la on photo assignment which is why i havent commented.

i will keep searching, but please understand that i, ray potes, am not a thief.

thanks,
ray

Pop’s late on a Sunday afternoon…

The subject says it all.  SF Moo Moo Cakes is also debuting tonight (maybe Dolores Park?).  Pie and homemade ice cream?  I cannot wait to completely spoil my appetite tonight.

“Homemade organic Ice cream Sandwiches, Popsicles, and Ice Cream!!”

In the event that magic curry, sexy soup, amuse bouche, crème brûlée and wagging cookies are not satisfying your twitter-powered streetfood desires, Bike Basket Pies, the latest Mission streetfood business, is debuting tonight in Dolores Park at 5pm.  Strawberry-rhubarb, blueberry-mango-coconut, and mixed berry free-form rustic pies will be sold for $3.  Be sure to check out BBP’s twitter feed for what is the best streetfood twitter avatar to date.

Sexpigeon spots this marquee for the Anti-Corporation Film Festival, which will be wrapping up tonight at the Victoria Theatre.

Yesterday I had the pleasure of going to SF Vegan Drinks and spotted this lovely bicycle parked right outside:

Animal hide is an elegant and classy status symbol, especially when stapled to a wheel obviously fished out of a dumpster.

PROTIP: If you are going to troll a bunch of drunk vegans, learn how to properly lock your bike.

Bike-lock fail. Return to sender landfill?

pixelfairy provides us with an amazing update on the Mr. Pickle’s case:

Mr. Pickle Update

Talked to a police officer today while I was stopped at the light in front of MrPickle. I asked if they were looking for Mr Pickle.

me: “You guys looking for Mr Pickle ”

officer: “Yes, we are.”

me: “I saw him on flickr”

officer: “Yeah, we checked that out.”

me: “and…”

officer: nothing.

me: “maybe he’s free-basing dill under the bridge”

officer: no reaction

me: “actually, I think he’s a runaway. He’s probably in México, on the beach.”

officer: “yeah, the sombrero.”

light turns green, we smile, I ride up 20th …thinking about Mr. Pickle on the beach in México.