There’s a video, but you’re gonna have to go over to tumblr to see it.
[via Tenderloin Geographic Society, who apparently hangs in the Mission to escape all the gentrification going down in their 'hood]
Ever wonder what the Mission looked like before “all those CCA taggers and fixie kooks” arrived? Well, MM reader Eric Shea was kind enough to pass along this video, which he got from his buddy Joe Bay, who presumably got it from creator Patrick Gleason.
Check it out for some neat High8 footage of skating through the Mission in 1994 (around the same time that Fugazi would routinely play shows in Dolores Park).
Ran into these little guys on the Valencia leg of my commute home this evening. Gotta say, the kids around here are getting cooler by the week! Good to see they still stop at red lights though.
[between 14th and Duboce]
So because ‘sk8 or die’ is basically my motto and Muni is basically my municipal transit of choice, I’m really into this deck:
I’d tailslide the shit out of that thing, then stalefishgrab it and top it all off with a motherfucking sausage grind.
I’ll be done with this joke soon, guys, I promise.
Reader Heather M. sends us a hot tip about hot lunch:
“you’ve seen the ‘wooden flyers’ that the guys from hot lunch are putting up around the neighborhood?”
Turns out that hot lunch is putting up skateboards all over the Mission advertising a show on Oct. 10th at El Rio. Best of all, a skeleton is flipping me off. Classy.
The Chili Bowl was an incredible way to squander away a Saturday afternoon: water balloons full of beer, a blood geyser coming out of a guy’s head, filthy jokes from the announcers, a punk band playing awesome songs like “you are dead, motherfucker” and “crack on Mission St.” within a few dozen yards of a playground full of children, and, of course, skateboarding. This is definitely my kind of place.
If anyone doubted Allan’s recommendation of the park, you need to check Potrero del Sol out. It is like Dolores Park, only it’s not full of trash, dead grass, cops, it doesn’t smell like urine, and there is actually interesting shit going on. It even has its own miniature hipster hill, affectionately known as “lurker hill” by the announcers, where one can flaunt their keen sense of retro bicycle-parts aesthetic and complete apathy towards skateboarding while unfettering, drinking and carousing.
Anyways, I shot some SICK phone-video of the competition. Sadly, my camera does not have a fisheye lens and I still know nothing about making skateboarding videos. Bon appetit.