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Sunday Streets met with a Rock the Bike event at Ocean Beach on Sunday. Some sort of amplifier was attached to bikes, then said listening device was powered by the magic of pedal power. Many revelers from Sunday Streets (an event that's quickly turning into more of a cycling event, rather than a pedestrian-friendly one) stopped by to enjoy the music and dancing

The benevolent souls over at Mission Mission came across this jarring, albeit all too common, story. It tells the tale of Jen, who, understanding that Mission Mission is the Dateline NBC of San Francisco, asked them for help. It seems that Jen and her boyfriend had this bike that "they both loved more than anything in the world," but it got stolen outside Safeway in March. Yesterday, however, it showed up for sale on Craigslist. (The ad has since been deleted.) Anyway, the comments section is fill with tips on how to check the DNA of your bike if you ever come find yourself in a similar situation. Jen, by the way, plans on getting her bike back.

Late this morning at around 10:45 a.m., there was a bike-car accident at Fell and Masonic. According SFIst reader Alex, it "seems like a Range Rover hit a bicyclist at the intersection. The fact that this happened after the new signals is just horrid."

After spending over $1 million to prove to a judge, one who ruled over two years ago that we cannot add any new bicycle infrastructure to city streets, San Francisco's massive Draft Environmental Impact Report (DEIR) for the Bicycle Plan has -- at last! -- been released.

Free bicycle lights will be handed out at five service stations throughout San Francisco tonight. This is all a part of "Light Up the Night," a darkness awareness event, if you will, brought to you by SFMTA and the SF Bicycle Coalition. Since December is the darkest month of the year and bike commuters must deal with an earlier nightfall, volunteers will install front and back bicycle lights at Market Street at Duboce Avenue, Howard Street at 8th Street, Valencia Street at Cesar Chavez Street (St. Luke's Hospital), McAllister Street at Webster Street (Ella Hill Hutch Center), and Polk Street at California Street. Remember: it happens from 6 p.m. - 7 p.m. tonight.

Thanks, Caltrans (or whoever), for replacing a smoothly paved bike lane with a bumpy, hand-packed nuisance.

While it might be infinitely more reasonable to sleep for as long as possible on Labor Day, we plan instead to be standing at the corner of Union and Battery at 8:00 a.m. for the start of the Metromint Giro di San Francisco.

We all had a great time piling on Muni last weekend, foaming and ranting about service to and from the park. But what was going on behind the scenes? We asked Muni how they strategized their service around Outside Lands. Here's what they had to say:

Our neighbors to the south seem to be playing a hilarious practical joke on bicyclists here. Or is it like a guns-for-toys program, where you bring in timepieces and get a bicycle in return? Anyway, we lolled.

Tire pressure has become a big deal in the presidential race, but since we commute by bicycle these days, we don't listen to NPR anymore and so we hadn't really heard about that.

Tomorrow, on what will reportedly be a hot day, government officials and and local activists will ask you to bike to work to "promote pedal power." While your Editor won't be riding anywhere tomorrow, SFist Jonathan manages to pedal from San Francisco to Palo Alto almost every day, so one day out of the year won't kill you, will it? Just be sure to stay hydrated; swipe on your toughest deodorant; snap on that fug helmet of yours; and leave the indignant, self-righteous attitude at home. And have fun.

A city worker ignores city policy

If you're done with your pagan tree-worship holiday, head on over to MeTransCo's 511 Survey, and let them know just how bad they suck. 'Tis the season! You could win an iPod, as if you didn't already have four or five of them already.

-- Watch out, SF. Last night's armed robbery spree shakes up, shakes down residents. [SF Crime, SFGate] -- Ding, ding: bike rally at City Hall. [Left in SF] -- Your Contemporary Jewish Museum. [Curbed] -- At Harvard U seasons change, feelings change. [Beyond Chron] -- "Come on feel the Noyes." [I'll Flip You] -- Top Bay Area noisemakers of 2007. [SFBG] -- This morning's police chase/fatal accident killed two, including Benjamin Bratt's nephew, Kristopher....

Today's rally at City Hall in support of Bike Plan implementation

This was the scene the other day on everybody's favorite piece of landfill, San Francisco's Marina District. Larger version here Of course SUPER-visor Chris Daly took action to keep Segways off of our sidewalks about a half decade ago, but our law doesn't appear to stop folks from just driving around in bike lanes. (It doesn't seem to stop people from riding on sidewalks either, but oh well.) Anyway, you'll be seeing these things in...

Photos from the San Francisco Bike Coalition's Winterfest

-- Post-Postcard 11: the 11th Annual Small Format Art Sale: At this event, you are the artist and your work is on display. "Artists are encouraged to submit small format multiples--whether that be a series of hand-made paintings or a stack of production run postcards." Plus, this is the perfect SF-y place to go to buy your holiday cards. The postcard kickoff goes from 6-9p at the Lab; free admission. Also, cash/checks accepted; $20 minimum for VISA/MC purchases.

The SFBC will have its annual fundraiser party this Sunday at 6:00 PM

Blah blah blah soup kitchens blah blah fun-runs blah holiday schedules. All that stuff's fascinating, of course, but here's what we really want to know: Muni, where can we find all the hottest Xmas shopping deals? Aside from Dress Barn, of course. Fear not, shoppers, for Muni's assembled a guide to holiday buying, starting on the day after Thanksgiving and extending to late December. Thanks to the MTA, you are now fully prepared to buy gifts, no matter which Xmas you celebrate: the real one, the Jewish one, or the black one.

Our ride home from the Caltrain station takes us through the strange, anarchy-prone intersection of Division, 10th, Brannan and Potrero streets. The other night, as we gasped for air while sprinting for the green light on our 40-Year-Old Virgin-style commuter bike, we had an unfortunate encounter with a bug. Bitter experience tells us that when a cyclist feels the splat of a gnat on the back of the throat, there is little to be done...

Three weeks ago, a Caltrain conductor told the San Jose Mercury News that "Trains stay on tracks and if you stay off the tracks, it's very easy not to get hit by a train" ("Family of Man Killed in Caltrain Accident Files Suit").

News of a new law expanding the requirements for bicycle lighting.

Free bike light giveaway today only.

We have incredibly exciting news about bus shelters! The city just reached an agreement with Clear Channel, your favorite company, to provide bus shelters and advertising and revenue. It's a complicated relationship, and totally boring -- like, alt-weekly-level boring -- but here's what it all means to you, the common man on the street:

The best sports, we say, combine beauty and ridiculousness, and that’s why cycling is a favorite of ours. But, like many others in the Bay Area--too many, it turns out--we’ve recently discovered cyclocross, a form of Pure Sweet Hell. Others have written eloquently on the attractions of this "bike-riding amalgam of roller derby, steeplechase, mud wrestling, and ballet" -- so let us just say here that, as a spectacle, it combines all the beauty and ridiculousness of your standard road race with an added beautiful/ridiculous component of leaping on and off the bicycle to surmount the various natural and artificial obstacles by sadistic (and therefore beloved) race promoters.

LAist began the month with a new food series exploring the popular and unknown late night eats around town. If a Top Chef winner opened up a late night spot in Los Angeles, denizens would flock it, yet the LA Times and other media might be wary. Turning to sports, the Dodger season was quite memorable in the way that it imploded and the LA County Sheriff's Department made some games of their own such as "Operation Any Booking," where the object was to arrest as many people as possible within a specific 24-hour period (some might suspect these cops can be found on HotChicksWithDoucheBags). The crazy stories continue in an interview with Brandon D. Christopher, author of Dirty Little Altar Boy, and a Santa Monica College Professor being blamed for the Burma web blackout.

101, the highway of doom! There was a drunk driving death near Willow Road Wednesday morning, along with all those random shootings the day before. The cops, for what it's worth, say none of those random shootings are connected -- but still: we'll take 280 this week, thanks.

A man in a black leather jacket carefully backs his Yamaha into one of the six motorcycle spaces on Haight at the corner of Shrader. He's here to see Pinback's in-store performance at Amoeba Music across the street later in the evening, but he's also pulled his bike into a world where the warm early evening air is alternately punctured by the scent of patchouli, McChickens, pee, and smoke from silly cigarettes. Plenty of off-street fee parking and reminders of the 1960s glory days are also available. Certain parts of Haight between Shrader and Stanyan have seen better commercial days – specifically, the shuttered and boarded Cala supermarket at its west end, and on a much lesser scale, the former home of taco/burrito retailer Chabela's at 1805 (dormant since the mid-'00s) – and there's no escaping the persistently suffocating sense of flower power and "revolution" around here anytime soon. (Kind bud?) The vibe on the block's sidewalks can be construed as seamy or circus-like (or perhaps both), depending upon one's tolerance for American Youth in Very Big Pants, or for politely deranged men pushing shopping carts and singing "COME TO AFRICA!!" at the top of their high-pitched lungs. But regardless of one's frame of reference, there's always a lot to take in down here in Amoeba Gulch.

It’s a classic example of fixie bike lust: the carefully accented color coordination, expensive but mismatched wheels, improbably narrow handlebars, and, of course, lack of any unsightly “extras” such as gears and brakes. But wait...is that a basket we see?