Occupy Best Buy Takes Hold
— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |

Noon on Thanksgiving. Don't any of you sad fucks have a family/friends/animatronic pleasure doll?
[Dexn and Flexn is on the scene at the Harrison St. Best Buy with a taste of analysis]
— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |

Noon on Thanksgiving. Don't any of you sad fucks have a family/friends/animatronic pleasure doll?
[Dexn and Flexn is on the scene at the Harrison St. Best Buy with a taste of analysis]
— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |

My financial situation is such that I'm looking for ways to curb my spending. Booze is almost entirely eliminated from my diet, and I've cut down to only eating Mexican fast food two days a week. Still, it's not enough.
So in an effort to cut back all the money I blow on food and drink in exchange for free coffee shop wireless, I decided to try out the free, public wifi at Mission Branch Library.
Below are my notes from the hour-long experiment:
Sketchoid three tables down currently counting stacks of crumbled up bills and stuffing them into an envelope.
Pregnant Ray Charles has now fallen asleep at the table. I believe that's the aroma of plastic bottle tequila and mouth cancer.
10 minutes of solid snoring. A 70-year old H.M. Murdock dressed in corduroy seems agitated.
Man continues snoring.
Bald Burner/potential Trader Joe's employee in a Hawaiian shirt just checked out a Spanish romance audio book.
Upon further inspection, he lost to meth.
My accomplice reports that while I was in the bathroom, a “strange man” kept circling the table, eyeing my laptop. Eventually he “muttered something about a password” and left.
I think the other guy next to me just drooled on the June 2008 issue of Condé Nast Portfolio magazine.
Important man currently using weathered flip phone on speaker.
I think Ray Charles's water just broke.
Oh.
I haven't gotten any work done.
Next time I want to hang out with some creepers looking to steal my laptop, I'll try getting my work done on Muni.
— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |

I came across this pile of rotting Cafe La Taza trash next to Mission Mini's earlier today. It smelled awful—I couldn't help but think someone should clean that filth up. So I snapped this photo and went about my morning.
About half an hour later, I walked past the same pile and three latinos from nearby businesses were standing around it.
“¿Quién crees que hizo esto?”
“¡Obama! ¡Obama!”
— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |
Wendy MacNaughton spent some time documenting the good life at the 5th and 6th Street intersections of Mission Street for The Rumpus. The piece involves a hot mess of street portraiture, SRO history, and feral animals, but some important takeaways involves what you'll typically overhear:

And what you can see and smell:

The whole thing is worth a look, if only so you can ogle at every gritty detail in its full-size glory.
— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |

If you missed this work from Matthew Fleming at Artcrank a few weeks back, you still have time to head over to the Chrome Store at 4th and Brannan and pick up a print of your very own for 40 bucks.
— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |


Google updated their Mission Street View photography over the summer and the gems keep coming.
(Also, be sure to check out how that second scene plays out.)
[First catch by 9-eyes, second by Hood Rat Stuff]
— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |

And it's at La Victoria Bakery, so you'll be able to stuff your face with pan dulce and empanadas at the same time.
— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |

— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |
— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |

Delfina's celebrity chef/hyperlocal niche god Craig Stoll just learned that Dolores isn't all sustainable ganja treats and immigrant-owned taco trucks:

Good to know Dolores Park still has it.