
...against our better judgment
Last week no one won, as competition was put on hold after the Guardian's wardrobe malfunction. This week's going to be a short one, with the reason revealed after the jump.
So let's start with the poor Guardian, the printing woes of which we hope have been resolved. Cover is a simple "peace" (except in the case of the SF Weekly, we assume?). Editorials include Mark Leno on impeaching Bush. Nancy Pelosi is responsible for the many privatized public land problems. Also bad. Mirkarimi stands up for the people on the free WiFi question. Is the Narconon? Tali Woodward says it probably is. Last Minute shopping ideas. When this week's copy of the Guardinan is closed, Annalee and Andrea are totally rubbing against each other! L.E. Leone goes to Art's cafe and mentions wearing "light blue Bebe hip-hugger sweats" which again makes us question our own femininity. 2005 in art, theatre, and dance. We don't read about Wolf Creek because we want to see it. Sonic Reducer on flyers. Queer Arab hip-hop? We are SO there. We've had it with our horoscope.
The Weekly's cover has some ideas on how to restructure the music industry. Matt Smith on Code Pink and Hilary. The Apologist had us laughing until he mocked the Sunset. If we write something s**tty(ier?) about Gavin, will he call us? A girl can dream. Silly holiday cards. We just couldn't make ourselves go see A.C.T.'s Carol, but Chloe's review is good enough for us. Brody spooges all over Range. Big long New Year's guide. Katy, you will like those odds tonight. Still no horoscope.
We pick up our Weeklies at the Happy Donut in front of the ballpark, know the one? So, we got off the N this morning, grabbes the Weekly, grabbed the Guardian, opened the box for the Express, which contained a giant (presumably) human turd. Was this a commentary on their best films of 2005? We don't know, we just know that we were not reaching in there. Any other day we would have hit the streets in search of another box, but in the interest of not floating away, the Express wil have to be excused from this week's competition.
But we don't want to crap out (hardee har har) on choosing a winner two weeks in a row. So, we're giving it to the Guardian, because 1) We got a new perspective on the Presidio privatization 2) Did we mention the blue hip huggers? 3) Don't mess with the Sunset, Palmquist.



Hi,
The "We Read the Weeklies" was my favorite feature of SFIST, and the major reason I headed to this site once per week, every Wednesday.
Sorry about SFBG's malfunction last week, and the turd incident this week, but if there's yet another excuse next week, the excuses will no longer look coincidental.
Please resume this feature asap!!