Mission Mission

Despite my essay about McLaren Park being awesome, it could surely benefit from a $30,000 makeover.

Sears wants to foot the bill for one such makeover, for one lucky park somewhere in the United States. Problem is, it’s a contest, and McLaren is currently getting its ass kicked by some park in Chesapeake, Virginia. Your votes can change all that. Vote McLaren!

Thanks for the tip, Yatima! More coverage at SFist.

P.S. That hazardous old swing set is kind of badass though, don’t you think?

Mikey snapped this pic and tweeted about it a little bit ago, so I tried to do some reporterly sleuthing and asked him about ‘em:

Sadly, scrumptious though they looked I didn’t bite the bait

Anybody else bite the bait?

Photo, title and everything by Mike Chino.

Previously:

Mission Minis Opens Grandly

Mission Minis Shut Down Unceremoniously

I’ve gotta figure out a way to do this with my stack of milk crates full of CDs I never listen to.

Photo by kapshure.

Hopefully it’s finally within Dov Charney’s price range, right? Can you imagine!?

Curbed SF has the full report.

Previously:

Single-Family Cathedral For Sale

Some kind of crime or something was committed at Beauty Bar last night!! Or near Beauty Bar. Maybe. Christi reports:

Anybody know what happened last night @ or by Beauty Bar? Police cars, firetrucks, crowds on the street, oh my!!

More importantly, do you guys think there is a crime being committed in this completely unrelated photo I just found?

UPDATE: Torrey fills us in: “A bartender kicked some dude out for groping girls, dude started a fight, and a third party maced them both, which, as you can imagine, exacerbated the situation.  Authorities were summoned.  Not a whole lot of fun for anyone involved (I wasn’t there but the bartender is a friend. A friend who, I might add, often puts himself in harm’s way in order to protect the honor/safety of his patrons.  Three cheers for chivalry).” Thanks, Torrey!

Photo by ava berlin.

If somebody had told me the Walk Against Rape was really a Dance Against Rape, I might’ve joined the ranks. (I love to dance.)

Discovered by MrEricSir on Valencia near 16th.

But MrEricSir suspects Ivan Reitman’s involvement, and I concur — note the proximity to the Slimer Tree that Ariel discovered on 15th St.

If only the meters were a series of pastel colors, then we could blame Warhol’s ghost.

UPDATE: Perhaps someone is protesting, as Chicago saw last year?

Maybe it’s the shut-down-Valencia-to-cars movement embodying Burnham’s ghost — his 1905 plan for SF had two long, giant parks, one down Capp and the other along 23rd:

Or so he says, to our own Sunny Angulo, casually, in this red-carpet interview on VidSF. But he needs to find the right story first, he says. Who’s got a story for the man?

In case you missed it, over the weekend in the comments section of a previous Banksy post, it came out that Banksy or “Banksy” paid a special visit to Valencia Street denim wonderland Self Edge. Understandably (?), this news set off a FIRESTORM OF DEBATE.

Photo by nowhere500.

Previously:

Obsessed With Denim

I finally saw one of these things rolling down Market Street, trying to blend in along with the rest of the bicycle commuter pack.  It sure took a while for these things to demonstrate any usefulness beyond being utilized for carefully managed guided tours in the Marina, but this guy is doing his best towards entrenching the Segway as the revolution in personal transportation it initially claimed to be.

However, I wouldn’t worry about these things taking over the roadways any time soon.  The lack of exercise expended forced this dude to dress for his morning ride like he was preparing to ascend K2 (between his roles as Kyle Reese from T1 and Corporal Hicks from Aliens, Michael Biehn is easily the best actor on the planet) on one of the warmest mornings of the year so far.

While the Segway accelerated quickly off the stoplight line, that only forced cyclists to repeatedly pass him after every intersection since his top speed left much to be desired.  The Muni buses didn’t take too kindly to him either.  Too fast for sidewalks; too slow for streets.  So where do they belong?

Probably the junkyard, although these Sci-Fi versions look pretty badass!

Previously:

McCafe Pushers on Segways: A Symbol of Economic Progress

Bike Racks: B-Sides and Rarities

Carlos Goes To Fisherman’s Wharf