Mission Mission

And Box Dog Bikes is about to explain why.

Previously:

The Purest Form of Cycling

We’re trying our darnedest not to make every post bike-related today, but try and resist a plea such as this:

Please help me find my bike.  It was stolen outside of Pop’s on July 4th.  It’s a black pake with spray-painted baby blue and green stripes, with pake cranks, riser bars, and a basket.  Also stolen was the only saddle I’ve ever loved, a comfy women’s Terry.  It’s one-of-a-kind, and I’m hoping readers around the bay will keep an eye out.

Get in touch via the comments or missionmissionmission at gmail if you can help.

Plus, we’ve never had reason to mention how rad the Wave Organ is — and the Wave Organ is rad!

Woah, guys.  Careful out there!  Word is out this morning that shortly after midnight earlier today a cyclist was riding his bike near the Broadway and Embarcadero intersection when he was confronted by three men whom, as Officer Albie Esparza explains, proceeded to “punch and stab him multiple times.”

Particularly worrisome is the fact that neither his belongings nor his bicycle were stolen, leading some to believe that he was targeted by these ne’er-do-wells solely due to the fact that he was riding a bicycle.  Taken in conjunction with the scumbag who recently mowed down 4 cyclists in psychotic rage, hopefully we aren’t seeing the beginning of some new violent anti-cyclist movement brewing.

SF Appeal has the scoop.

[Photo by jorsan75]

Previously:

Creep In An SUV Targeted 4 Cyclists Last Night

Street art types call it “handstyles” or something I think. But, I mean, nice penmanship!

Photo by EndlessCanvas.com.

The Tenderloin Geographic Society captured this somewhat unsettling scene over the weekend. Your childhood, rendered bigger than life and then crammed in the back of dirty camper.

I do remember seeing this guy at that X-21 antique place on Valencia back before it shut down. I also remember seeing it at the original X-21 (at 21st and X Streets in Sacramento) back before they moved to SF, like 15 years ago. Maybe after all these years, early-’90s nostalgia finally kicked in just right and this Sonic finally found a home.

Or maybe they’re on their way to the dump.

Last week, we were told to read Steinbeck, and I suggested The Moon Is Down, and then I started In Dubious Battle on reader Tim’s recommendation, and I’m loving it. This Mission Wheatpaste Book Club thing is working out just fine. (Check out Tim’s blog btw, it rules.)

Anyway, I don’t know anything about Sylvia Plath. What should we read?

Photo by our pal KJ.

Photographer and bike advocate Sean this morning snapped this shot of a platoon of buses in one of the newish protected bike lanes on Market. Hopefully this is just a good-natured case of a gang of Muni officials getting blitzed on the Fourth and deciding to prank the cycling community — and not something more sinister.

Of course, just four days ago we saw a federal official wedge a motor vehicle in there. And there are always plenty of charter buses clogging the lane.

Anyway, happy Monday!

(Sean hipped us to this item via our Facebook page btw. Thanks, Sean!)

I mean, most of you guys probably already have Gonna Find Boyfriends Today in the rotation. But just in case, this is a reminder.

Also, might as well screen the video too, since nothing says SUMMER FUN IN THE MISSION quite like this video. Anyway, it’s embedded right here for easy access:

Feel free to go back and read our epic interview with Myles too.

This is play on words, you guys. See, it’s a holiday weekend, and on holiday weekends at fairs and carnivals and stuff, people like to eat elephant ears. But these are elephant REARS. Ha! Happy New Year!

Photo by elizaIO. [Thanks to Eliza for making this and the previous two posts possible. Her photostream this weekend is FULL of lots more good stuff, so peep it.]

This gag might get more play here on the internet were the bracketed funny some kind of HTML reference, or a WordPress shortcode or something. But it’s cute anyway.

Photo by elizaIO.