Last week the SF Weekly amused and engaged us for the second week in a row. Will they make this week number three? Let's find out.

What do you know? Treasure Island real estate intrigue is cover worthy (we want that button)! Matt Smith is starting to rival Phil Matier as our favorite local reporter (somebody give Matt a regular TV segment, please!) with his piece on our unbalanced legal system. Dog Bites takes on compulsive hoarders, we look over at our pile of Weeklies past and cringe. Brody, the west side is our turf, stay out. Kamps does a way better job of defending the New Times merger than he did last time, but what's that line about protesting too much? Yeah. Katy St. Clair goes to the Silver Crest and complains about Friendster in the same column.

The Guardian announces the Goldies, but since we didn't get invited to the party until the last minute, we're not reading the article out of sheer miffedness. Seriously, would it have killed you to email us more than one day before the event? Friend of SFist Kimo, did you write the editorial on the secrecy surrounding the SF WiFi deal? Hey, we spoke too soon -- he's even quoted on the topic. Nice! The Mills mall remains questionable. The Guardian's excellent coverage of city housing issues continues with A.C. Thompson's piece on HUD going after a Bayview co-op. Hello, Ellie!

Y'all are right, the Express has great design. We'll take your word that it does a good job covering the East Bay. But, still, why the abbreviated Savage Love? Anyone got a good reason for that? Anyway, is that John McEnroe? Nope, it's Ken Godlberg, Renaissance man. Skyscrapers at Jack London Square (what? The Spaghetti Factory Closed? Damnit!). DiFi perplexes. A great review for SFist fave Impact Theatre's Crumble. The Express has our favorite horoscope of the three, but it's not online.

And it's a three-fer for the Weekly, which did the best job we've seen yet of explaining what's up with Treasure Island. Love that cover image!