Mission Mission

Poor little guy didn’t stand a chance against that truck. Now he’s a glorified hood ornament/fender cushion cruising around the Mission.   Maybe he’s lucky for not being made into shark fin soup? Or the newest oddity at Paxton Gate?

Jack reports:

A police chase just ended outside my window. The truck… smashed in to the toyota and the dude took off running. He hopped a fence into parque ninos unidos. Cops everywhere. For a while there were police on the rooftop next to the park with what looked like assault rifles.

I later saw a handcuffed guy being taken away in an ambulance, so I guess they caught the driver…

Cops on the roof with rifles! More pics after the jump. Anyone know what’s up? Was this guy an international jewel thief or something?

[Thanks Jack!]

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I can’t decide whether this is the greatest thing ever or the worst, but either way I can’t stop thinking of an udder.

For better or worse . . . Handerpants.

(Thanks Ken Chino!)

Sorry Devin Ramirez from San Mateo High School class of 2008, but judging from their table of commandeered identification cards, it doesn’t look like it.

Good try though.

You find cool stuff clicking through to our commenters’ web sites. Case in point: T.C.’s Don’t Go Changing SF, a blog that finds an old picture of a SF building and shows it right next to a current one from the same angle.

Remember Kay Jewelers on 21st and Mission?

No? Weren’t you around in 1953? What are you, 27 or something? Maybe you know it as this:

I’ve always wondered about the origin of those weird Romanesque pillars in that particular building. No answers here. I guess they really didn’t care for them in 1953 and covered them up with that sign.

But look, if you can afford the lease, that could be your windowsill! On the downside, you’ll probably have to hear Medjool patrons every night.

[via Don't Go Changing SF, check it out for more great historical photos]

You can store a lot of rainwater in a double-bass! Stick funnels in the f-holes for added efficiency. Bottle and save for later.

“Robin Williams, Brian Wilson, and  Jem.”

Seriously, though. This guy was way cool. He didn’t seem phased that I ran out of Dalva yelling, “HI I SAW YOU FROM THE BAR AND CAN I TAKE YOUR PICTURE PLZ?”. He confirmed that he didn’t lose a bet and just did it for fun. You rule, dude.

Just so everyone knows, Walgreens at 23rd/Mission is your one-stop shop for all your birthday poster needs.

I’m not talking about Scrabble — we all know Scrabble in real life is boooooring. (Sorry, Ladies Who Scrabble Club.)

It’s Bananagrams! Fast paced! You play in groups, so peer pressure keeps people from playing irritating bullshit like “QI” or whatever. Plus, you can high-five when something cool happens, and jeer your friends right to their face when they do something dumb. (David.)

It’s a joy! (And, sorry if I’m late to the game on this, but it was tons of fun. Thought you should know.)

Just be sure you play with friends that speak English okay:

(David.)

(Actually, David speaks English fine, usually. Might’ve been all the wine.)

Yessir, this is one excellent and festive idea. Brown Eyed Baker has the recipe here.

If I saw one of these on the ground late at night, I would definitely, definitely consider it.

(Thanks, Tiffany!)