
How sweet is that?
Your house has a miniature castle tower to the left and a bowling pin to the right.
Personally, I could do without the pink. But hey, welcome to The Outer Sunset.
This is how The Dude abides.
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How sweet is that?
Your house has a miniature castle tower to the left and a bowling pin to the right.
Personally, I could do without the pink. But hey, welcome to The Outer Sunset.
This is how The Dude abides.
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This miniature 3 story castle to the left is quite amazing. I don’t think I’ve ever seen another one quite like it out here. And it makes an even more amazing contrast to the surfer shack to the right. I could sell this right now as a primetime TV pilot.
Here’s my pitch –
The King from Role Models lives in the castle and he’s neighbors with these jackass reality TV kid surfer genius protégés. You want to hate them but each episode they seem to help people work through their problems. The Force is strong with them. They are the Fonzie’s of the show and they are played by Michael Cera and McLovin.
Yeah, I agree. Those guys have already been typecast waaaay too much as the shy, nerd types. Michael Cera especially is really talented; I would really like to see him play a different character already.

AAAARHOOOO!

The “Dude, Where’s My Car?” guys live here. None of their one-night stands have any kind of respect for them the next day when they wake up and see the color of their house. All the neighborhood kids make fun of them in public and even bust out into these elaborately choreographed break dancing disses whenever they’re trying to score at Safeway.

Gary Busey is The Wacky Next Door Neighbor that lives on the other side of the Sunset but is always hanging out in their living rooms.

Slim Shady is the filthy rich Paris Hilton type diva of the Entourage.

And this is their ride.
It’s a 24-hour on-call bus large enough to carry them and whatever small groups of people that they picked up along the way that night. Their driver / bodyguard is Kato. He was just recently kicked out of the Yakuza for reasons he doesn’t really feel like talking about right now.
Sammo Hung was born to play this role.

And they all hang out at Ron Jeremy’s pharmacy shop.
Gotta have my agent set up a meeting to pitch this to NBC as a companion piece for this fall’s Community
I spent the first part of last weeks Sunday Streets just riding my bike up and down the mostly deserted Great Highway and getting reacquainted with all my favorite houses out here. This stretch of road is what turned me onto Outer Sunset house watching several years ago. The houses out here have a lot of character and each one tells a different story.

This house would be perfect if you were a superhero type that fought crime with a hovercraft type vehicle that kept getting tagged up every time you parked it on the street. Problem solved. Just park your vehicle on the roof and then bogie on down.

This house is quite amazing. It takes up three lots lengthwise and is two lots deep but still manages to be modest in its space consumption. Check out that front lawn. It’s like Vietnam down there with succulents large enough to eat a small child.
She was originally built in 1949 by architect Ernest Born as his personal home and then later added onto by Aidlin Darling Design. It’s quite possibly the sexiest house in The Outer Sunset. You have to check out her photo spread in The New York Times to really appreciate her glory.



Photos courtesy of Dwight Eschliman.
It’s a fantasy of mine that a porn star exhibitionist type of girl moves in here one day and converts that third floor room in her bedroom/playspace.
Speaking of which, Mika Tan, if you’re looking for a house in San Francisco I found you a fabulous spot right by the beach.

The house that Viagra built.

There’s a lot of circular windows embedded into the homes out here. I think some of the architects went over the top on driving home this whole “we all live in a yellow submarine” theme.

What’s that on the roof of the blue guy? Is that an antenna? Or maybe that’s an anti prop-8 art piece. I have no idea.
And check out how the green guy has boarded up and colored over his submarine window on the 2nd floor. “Yeah, we all live on the beach. I got the memo. Now get the fuck out of my house you stupid submarine window”
There are houses that have seen better days.


There are houses that are painted like the doodle pads I used to scribble on my peachy folder back in junior high.


Dudekoff!

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, was our castle and our keep
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, that was where we used to sleep


The Life is the Great Highway House

The Jolly Green Giant House

And John Law was taking his dogs out for a walk.
Thank you, Outer Sunset.
Thank you for helping to keep San Francisco weird.



More evidence that The Outer Sunset has got to be one of the weirdest suburbs in America.
You can throw down your freak flag right there on the front lawn, run it up the flagpole, and just let it fly.
The beaches of San Francisco gave birth to Burning Man and the quirky beach side suburbs of San Francisco have given birth to pockets of these Temporary Autonomous Zones that have since mutated into Permanent Autonomous Zones.
Must be something in the water …
Thank you to Sunset Style for the head’s up and Goggle Maps for the legwork
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This sign really isn’t that big of a deal from a San Francisco perspective, or from any major big-city perspective for that matter.
But think of it for a second in the context of the all-American suburb.
I’m a Navy Brat. I grew up in several different Navy housing units and suburbs and there isn’t a single suburb I know that would tolerate someone posting a large, laminated sign outside their house without a permit.
Much less a large, laminated sign dropping the S-bomb in front of them and their children. That’s an act of war in the suburbs. People would get all desperate housewives on you. Cops would be called. Chances are, you’d be tazed before the night was through, Bro.
But yet, here in The Outer Sunset, in what has to be one of the oldest suburbs on the west coast, you can get away with it.
This really must be one of the weirdest suburbs in America.

Some of the local housewives practicing their skills in front of the Ortega Street library on a Sunday Morning.

What’s funny is that the sun woke me up this morning and that 31st Ave was still sunny and clear when I left for the day. But just a few blocks down the street and you could see that there was a pocket of fog just sitting down there by the beach. Just like the Twilight Zone. It’s like it’s own completely different ecosystem down there. You can go from San Diego to Bermuda Triangle tropical rainforest conditions in just a few blocks.
And then it all burned off 20 minutes before the block party was over. Yo! Sunday Streets. Can we change our hours from the 10AM – 2PM shift to…let’s say noon – sunset? Can we make that happen? Because, seriously. Most of this town can’t even get out of the house before 4PM. Trust me on this one.

Who’s a good dog!
Who’s a good dog with the most bad-ass tricked out bike!
That’s right, you are!
Good dog! You’re a good dog!

You were always on my mind.
You were always on my mind.

I saw this set up a few months ago at that free bike party in Golden Gate Park that I never got around to writing about. They tried to go renegade that day but had to retreat back into the neighboring Burning Man Golden Gate Park parties jurisdiction to avoid prosecution. That was an interesting day.
All the electricity for this party isn’t provided by a generator. It comes from all the people peddling on those bikes. Really ingenious idea.
And this is what a human bike-powered renegade party on Ocean Beach looks like.


The next Sunday Streets will be back in The Outer Sunset the day after The Man burns.
Seriously? Who scheduled that?
Are the promoters for the Outside Lands Festival on your board of directors?
Seriously. We need to talk people.
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The Outer Sunset Has FREE Curbside Parking Right By The Beach.

Simply awesome.
Update # 1
Rad live video from teijaahl
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Deep just won a Best of The Bay Award for Best Block-Rockin’ Bike in the city. Score! It’s all kinds of awesome whenever someone wins one of those one-of-a-kind awards that the writers of the Guardian made up specifically for that person. That’s a very unique gift, it’s a very public compliment that was just broadcast out there for all of San Francisco to see. Definitely gives you some unique street cred as well.

I got to the Embarcadero Plaza at exactly 8PM. No flashdance party but there was something else going on. I went over to investigate and discovered that some high school kids already had their own flashmob going on and were breakdance fighting. Awesome!

That Hansel is so hot right now!
Anyhoo, my party was setting up nearby at the Ferry Plaza.
And into the night it went.
I really like this part of town. The Embarcadero is a great location for flashmob types of events. This is where Critical Mass starts every month. This is also where they had the Valentine Day pillow fight that caused $30,000 in damages to that god-ugly fountain and was the catalyst for the city’s Death of Fun campaign. It’s almost a textbook definition of how to create a Temporary Autonomous Zone. Normally it’s occupied by skaters, tourists, and homeless guys passed out in a pool of their own vomit, but I really like it. I live for free outdoor parties and it’s the renegade ones that have that added thrill that acts like a magnet and attracts some of the more interesting people in this city. This party is fast becoming one of my new favorite San Francisco rituals.
You can find out more about the next flashdance party over HERE
UPDATE # 1
Rad video of the parties Bollywood peak from raunet.
I’m telling you, The Embarcadero is an amazing place for renegade parties. It has a lot of character.
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The Flaming Lotus girls had a free party on Saturday at The Boxshop to show off their new art project, Soma. The Boxshop is an interesting artist collective in Hunter’s Point, which is San Francisco’s version of Detroit, aka Beirut By the Bay. I had to leave early to make it to the flashdance party that was happening later that night so I didn’t get that many fire pictures. Still, I’m constantly amazed how Burning Man people in this town have adapted to their environment and can make amazing art out of what other people would throw away. They’ve definitely left their mark on this city.