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Dive Bars Dropping PBR and Tecate to Reduce Vandalism

We spend plenty of time “promoting tagging” or whatever, so in the interest of fairness (pageviews), here's a fairly interesting fact that came to light in our comments the other day: bars in the Mission are hella bummed about bathroom graffiti and they believe serving PBR and Tecate is partly to blame for it.

At least, that's how it unfolded.  Starting with Tuffy, bar manager at Pop's on 24th:

We have to paint Pop’s EVERY week inside and out. The fines from the city are one thing but it also has other implications—like independent insurance assessors that report tags as evidence of a criminal element in the area and report that back to the insurance company so our rates go up.

That’s hundreds of dollars a month to clean-up after taggers and, so far, we haven’t passed that cost on to our customers.

Someone asked that he break down the cost of it, to which Tuffy responded:

Easily 100s. First of all, we have to pay someone to fix everything. It takes between an hour or two each week to repaint everything. That's $30 a week in wages alone. Then there is the cost of paint, rollers and tray. And then you calculate the amount our insurance was raised and you're easily into $200+ a month.

Then someone alluded to knowing “a certain bar owner that is thinking of getting rid of PBR and Tecate so the scumbags will go elsewhere.” And our buddy Jack chimed in saying, “Dirty Thieves (Blind Cat) raised the price of a PBR to $4 and a game of pool to $1.50 less than two weeks ago. When asked why, the bartender yelled at everyone about 'all the problem kids' that ruin the bar.”

All this seemed kind of incredible—artists effectively gentrifying themselves out of the neighborhood.  Was that really the case?

Pop's somewhat-famously ditched their cheap beers two years ago as well, so I asked Tuffy about it and the bar's general problem with tagging:

That's EXACTLY why we got rid of PBR on tap and Tecate cans about two years ago. There was a noticeable change—same thing when we got rid of the pool table. We're still committed to our dollar beer nights, but we also know that those are the biggest nights for tagging.

As far as Pop's goes, there's countless stories of graffiti's adverse effects:

  • The smell of spray paint driving people out of the bar.
  • About a year ago, someone tagged a barstool with blue ink and a nice woman sat on it and ruined her skirt, her and her four friends immediately left—there goes another round of drinks and tips. This has happened a few times.
  • It's a constant battle with our game vendors/photobooth to ever get anything upgraded or fixed because they just get destroyed by taggers. Can you imagine trying to rent our old pool table to another bar? That thing will have to be completely re-finished before the game company can rent it out again.
  • All the issues I mentioned previously about our insurance and the upkeep.
  • We get 30 day notices from the city pretty often. So does St. Francis and other area homes and businesses.

As for our policy at Pop's? If we catch you, you're 86'd.

We've installed new security cameras primarily to help reduce our insurance costs. Secondly, for the protection of our employees—a certain bike thief and and a dozen of other have made pretty serious threats against the bar and myself. We had a problem with a purse/jacket/iPhone thief for awhile and wanted to get surveillance on that. Lastly, all parts of the bar are now being recorded so if you're going to tag in a public part of the bar we're coming after you—you will be 86'd, unless you want to come in and repaint the bar and pay for the damages (we have a list of tags and taggers).

Regarding “snitching” - I'm over it. If these people are so determined to continue to vandalize and destroy our property, we're going to start handing over photos, video and names to the police. That's how fed up we are.

Alright, well… shit.  Who wants to go tag Phone Booth?

[Note: I changed the title of this post a few hours after it was first published because I liked Many Machine's suggestion better]

What Kind of Crap Accumulates in a Dive Bar Pool Table?

I was so excited about Pop's new AIR HOCKEY TABLE that I almost missed their pic of the pile of shit they fished out of their old pool table.  Props to whoever managed to shove a goddamn beer bottle in the thing.

Also, I have to recommend following Pop's on Twitter so you can keep apprised of future developments in the world of dive bar trash piles and bacon bloody marys.

BREAKING: Pop's Now Has Air Hockey!

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Pop's apparently did a whole mess of remodeling today.  Not only do they have a GODDAMN AIR HOCKEY TABLE, but also a new 'signature, exclusive VIP lounge':

And it's dollar night $2 tall can night? Fuckkkk, see you there.

Update: We scoped out the scene last night and there's a few other noteworthy changes.  Like dollar beer night is now on Tuesday and Wednesday.  And, according to bar manager Tuffy, they're taking Tecate off tap and back into cans.

Zach also noted the atmosphere/clientele of the place was noticeably different than it was a few weeks ago.  A fluke, perhaps, but we'll let you draw your own conclusions about that.

Diary Turns Two This Saturday with Hella 90s Screamo, Cheap Beer, & Free Shit

Saturday is shaping up to be pretty fucking nuts: Phono del Sol kicks off at noon, Alkaline Trio plays at Slim's, and if you haven't had your fill of music for the day, why not crowd-surf to The Casket Lottery while downing two dollar beers in the Mission's “hub of consequences”?

Here're the relevant details from Kris and Patric:

Diary is turning two years old, HOLY SHIT. We're super pumped to be celebrating with you guys! Who knew it would have lasted this long and we'd still be seeing crowd-surfing awesomeness?! To celebrate, we're loading up on gifts to give away. But there's a catch!

Dig through your archives and find the funniest old-school photo of you looking your punk or emo best and bring it in for us. We'll post it up on a wall of fame for the night and judge winners to receive prizes (records, DVDs, fun stuff).

If you're like me and left all your old photos in state which you were raised, you're shit outta luck, but you can always bring some old, decaying tshirt that hasn't fit you in 6 years and nail it up to the wall.

Cougars on the Prowl in the Mission

Let's ignore the startling drawing above for a second and focus on the latest form The Bold Italic.  Today they bring us a guide to being a cougar in the Mission (although they try to rename “cougar” as “sabertooth,” as sabertooth tigers are more badass than cougars or something).  First, let's get in the cougar mindset:

There’s a taboo to the term cougar, much like the played out “hipster” tag. No one actually wants to be called one, myself included. However, I am 36 and dating guys a decade younger.

Let me point out, I have nothing against guys my age, and I don't rule them out. But it’s funny (as they say) that as I get older, the dudes I’m dating stay the same age. I’m drawn to the hallmarks of these 20-somethings – the sound of skateboard wheels coming down the street, the sight of postgrads paying for their coffee with quarters. I don’t need a financially secure, established guy. I need adventure!

So where do “sabertooths” go to pick up a fresh, fine Mission bro?  Guerrero Gallery (for the arty/Mike Giant-obsessed types), Pop's (where a communal love of Black Sabbath will get you a date), and the Phone Booth, where you can use the jukebox to accurately determine if a guy wearing a “vintage western shirt and holding a beer koozie” is a suitable mate.

Men in search of older women who like adventure and were in high school during Loma Prieta, you know where to go.

Now, let's focus on the handy guide to Mission guys provided by The Bold Italic.  Their rendition of a “skater boi”?  Fuck it, I don't even want to go there…

(link)

Bike Thief Caught in the Act Last Night at Pop's

Speaking of bike theft in the Mission, it sounds like shit also went down at Pop's last night.  From a reader who'd prefer to stay anonymous:

major drama at pop's last night. i guess some dude caught this latino guy wearing ed hardy trying to steal his bike and started confronting him. the bartender got in the middle of it, got up into the thiefs face and started yelling at him to get a real job and stop stealing peoples shit. i started taking pictures, but the thief's buddy started yelling “this girls taking pictures! this girls taking pictures!” i went back into the bar and the friend followed me and cornered me in the bar to make sure i didn't take his pic. i have no idea if they called the cops or what happened to the bike thief because i got the fuck outta there.

For the interested, this is the same dude that we posted about back in August.  Lock yer shit up, people.

Vandal Alleges Pop's Broke His Leg

SF GOV scored these snaps of the human rights crisis going on at 24th and York.  I suspect the victim was unaware of the “Property of Pop's” wheelchair at the bar, which is kindly made available to friends of passed-out drunks and assault victims everywhere.

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