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Stable Cafe's Kanye Moment: "The City of S.F. is Completely Neglecting Our Neighborhood!"

Is the Mission like black people in New Orleans during a category 5 hurricane? Apparently! In fact, shit has gotten so bad 17th and Folsom that the owner of Stable Café has been forced to serve hot chocolates and quinoa salads at irregular hours.  Mission Local heroically reports:

The Stable Café is still recuperating from floods that inundated the Folsom Street property twice this year — once on April 12 and again on Dec. 2. The hardest thing to deal with hasn’t been the flooding itself, however, but the inconsistent hours of the city workers making repairs.

People are here every day demolishing, building, rebuilding, painting, and we have to accommodate to them and it’s hard not to be able to tell our clients what’s going on,” said Stable Café owner Thomas Lackey. “They’re different every day,” he said of the work hours for city employees repairing the damage…

I’m really irritated,” he said.

Wait, the city is out there everyday repairing the damage? I thought the city was completely neglecting the neighborhood? I'm so confused.

Apple Store for Audi Drivers to Open in the Mission

Directly across from the charming New Central Cafe, where Woody Allen kicked off his local film shoot just months ago, someone is building a gorgeous new Audi Superstore!  SocketSite has the scoop:

San Francisco’s Planning Commission has approved the plans for a new 20,000 square-foot Audi dealership to rise at 300 South Van Ness at the corner of 14th Street in the Mission with an expected opening in early 2014.

Hopefully they get it done sooner so Woody can hustle back and reshoot those establishing shots!

[SocketSite]

Giants in the Parklet

When I first saw these two guys chillin' in Fabric8's parklet watching game 6, my gut reaction was “of course someone's watching the Giants in a parklet” and started uncontrollably foaming at the mouth with shitty hipster jokes.  But, really, these guys have it all figured out.  Comfy bean bags, a heat lamp keeping them warm, reclaimed wood everywhere, easy bike parking… it's really the idyllic venue for baseball.  Plus, given how this torrential rainmageddon situation is playing out, the parklet should give you primo access to tonight street-side celebrations.

Neighbors Explore Converting Dolores Park's Street Median Into a Pop-Up "Pee Area"

Everyone knows the bathroom situation in Dolores Park is shitty.  You either wait 15-30 minute in a line for the luxury of relieving yourself in the noxious ruins of a once civilized bathroom, or risk getting busted by the cops as you spray down the Muni tracks.

But things get real bad during special events, notably during the Dyke March, when lubed-up revelers take their full tanks to the surrounding stoops and alleyways.  Neighbors are fed up waiting for the city to maybe do something about it, so the “Valencia Corridor” neighborhood group met with Supervisor Scott Weiner and representatives from the Dyke March to figure our how to deal with the chaotic spillover.

Although we missed what must have been a hilarious community meeting full of double entendre and fresh baked cookies, the meeting notes posted by Pete Glikshtern reveal bold proposals.

First, allow the neighbors to sum up their concerns:

The Dyke March was started around 20 years ago as a political action by a relatively small, focused group of persons and, has gradually grown into the gigantic event it is today.

More so than any of the other large-scale events at Dolores Park, the March brings a torrent of pee down upon the streets immediately adjourning the Park.

This we all know.

Nothing shocking here; neighbors are frustrated with The Great Flood that comes every time the lesbians come together to listen to dubstep.  Seems legit.

See, the March packs the park with 20,000-30,000 folks, but only provides 50-75 portapotties.  This is well under the required one plastic pottie-per-100 participants that most street fairs are supposed to have.  The neighbors have a few ideas with how to deal with the problem: 1) help fundraise for more toilets, 2) get potties on blocks people usually pee on, 3) start the March earlier in the morning to cut down on afternoon debauchery, 4) more cops to keep people in check.  All seem like reasonable, measured solutions to a sanitation problem.

However, they have a few more “creative ideas” to solve the pee problem once and for all, without getting cops and cash involved:

-turning the median on Dolores into a pee area by surrounding it with covered fencing, thereby facilitating privacy and squatting

-reaching out to the Burning Man community, specifically the Pee Funnel Camp, to help with volunteers and “equipment.”

What do you guys think?  Are you down to pop a squat in the middle of a four-lane road?  Or maybe lay down in the grass if that's your sorta thing?

Confessions of an Airbnb Host

I know a few essentially unemployed, all-but-officially-moved-in-with-their-boyfriend/girlfriend folks who make their pizza and liquor money by renting out their apartment on Airbnb.  Most acknowledge that it's legally sketchy—and probably violating their lease—but generally avoid putting the blame for the city's rising rents on themselves.

Fortunately, The Billfold got a hold of someone more blunt:

Logan: You said you’re not breaking any laws, but you don’t want me to use your real name.

Anon: Ehhhhhhh, yeah, probably not. Just because of the landlords getting wind. I’d like to keep as low a profile as possible. You know, AirBnB is the biggest thing in SF driving up housing prices. People are taking 2 bedrooms off the market renting them out to foreigners or travelers instead of having a full time resident in there. So there are fewer places to live. They say getting an apt in SF now is harder than getting a job. It’s SO competitive to find a place worth living in. People aren’t moving

Logan: That makes sense, but what are you basing it on?

Anon: It’s just a fact. Everyone talks about it. Here, look at this: “‘Many landlords decided they would be able to make more money by renting (their properties) as tourist space,’ said Ted Gullicksen, president of the San Francisco Tenants’ Union, which promotes renters’ rights. ‘We’re seeing a big loss of rental housing stock, which we’re already losing through other means. This is added pressure.’” That’s from The San Francisco Chronicle.

Logan: Well then, you’re contributing to that problem.

Anon: I guess, but I’m okay with it. It’s making it a wealthier city. Richer people mean more taxes, mean better resources. So what’s so wrong with building up a strong economy in SF? So artists can’t live downtown? What’s so wrong with that? There are places I’ll never be able to afford either, but I’m not complaining. I don’t get why this is such a big deal.

I'm not completely sure about the whole “richer people means more taxes” bit, especially considering the Mayor went out of his way in attempting to block taxing Airbnb hosts (all because a major campaign donor happened to invest in the company), but yeah, fuck artists!  And Big Bird too!

[The Billfold]

Drinking in the TL Sure Sounds Eventful

I'm gone out in the TL plenty of times, but I guess I'm going to all the wrong places at the wrong times, because I'm yet to witness what dvtdl? saw at Nite Cap:

So I went to the Nite Cap the other night and saw three things:

1) A bleached blond, comb over, punk rocker drunk guy fall off his bar stool and in the process slam his girlfriend’s head in to a wall. She curled up in a twisted ball and screamed and wailed on the floor. It looked like her ankle was broken, and she was covering her face with her hands yelling “my face! my face!” As an ambulance was called, she tried to run out of the bar and in the process kept falling over and running in to the wall. She was limping badly, all the while the drunk boyfriend stood by not saying much. Some people, myself included, followed her out of the bar to make sure she didn’t stumble in to traffic, where we then saw…

There's a thrilling reveal about what goes down outside the joint, plus some explanation about how the Good Dog on a couch works into the story, but you'll have to read on for all that.

What Happened to All the Brush Art in Clarion Alley?

Clarion Alley, July 2007.

What's up with Clarion Alley?  Up until recently, it remained one of the few alleys in the city dedicated to brush art (or, as older, crankier generations call it, “art”).  Sure, there were always a few graffiti pieces in the mix, but the focus was unmistakable—just look at how the place looked in the summer of 2007. But now, it seems like focus has inadvertently switched, with nearly every surface of alley covered in spray pant pieces, much of it less political, complex, or frankly interesting as what it covered up:

An email to a member of the Clarion Alley Mural Project (CAMP) went unreturned, so there's no official word as to what's happening.  But someone familiar with the project says the transition is partly due to vandalism and partly a demise of the CAMP organization itself.  We're told that many of the core members of CAMP have moved away, and the ones that are left are unable to dedicate the time to maintain the alley adequately.  And because of this lack of maintenance, the organization has supposedly started offering up legitimate space to “prominent” local taggers, such as The Fog Bender, Euro, and Pez, hoping that it will deter them from further vandalizing the alley's murals, but the effort has failed.

Now don't get me wrong, I'm not hear to say I dislike spray paint/graffiti/street art/tags/whatever (because I clearly enjoy it).  And I'm sure everyone understands the transitional, fluid nature of street art.  However, Clarion Alley was always an oasis of brush murals in a city of can, and it's a bummer to see that exceptionalism slipping.

[First photo by auweia]

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