Here There Be Monsters
This guy! He's on a courtyard with two of his buddies close to Mission and 2nd. Don't know what he's all about, but with a face like this, he can't be too bad.
"If I had arms, I would hug you. Or stick you in my mouth."
I know who's up for happy hour.
Marina Cookout
The Mission crew set out to the Marina to wine and dine with Matej and Petra. Good times were had--the Slovenian iPad experience was not 100% satisfactory, I hear, but check out the drawing thingie!--and great food, as prepared by the resident Mexican. ¡Órale!
Chilis. Don't rub your eyes after doing this. Or go pee-pee.
Spot the chef with the red towel. Also, Slovenian iPad experience.
Balls of cheese? Cheese balls? Doesn't sound right, but great with the soup!
Petra, our hostess with the mostess.
So you slice. And you dice. And you cook for hours.
Matej and Mufti contemplating the universe. No, tortilla chips.
"No, Mufti, it is my tortilla chips that is heaven in a bag."
You will sizzle. You will liquefy. You will make a damn tasty soup!
No Rubber Wheels!
Hey, it was BYOBW!!!!! craziness on Potrero Hill! It rained like a motherfucker on the day of Bring Your Own Big Wheel, but that gave nobody no nevermind, as peeps had been building their rides and making their costumes. The point? To go down a curvy hill--down Vermont--on big wheels (kids' toys, basically) and look awesome while doing it. This was the 10th annual BYOBW, great stuff!
The Caped..Helmet Guy?
Mr. Blockhead tells peeps to get ready.
And the race is on. Plastic wheels make thunder!
Run, you bastards! Big wheels about to dominate!
Lookin' fierce.
What goes down, must come up. They did a number of runs despite the rain.
Bunny ears!
Heading up the hill for the final run. Good times!