We Read The Weeklies
Last week's winner, the SF Weekly: Gosh, the Chron seems awfully enthralled with that Zodiac movie, doesn't it? Also, more on the Leno/Migden throwdown, quoting Paul Hogarth from Beyond Chron (who now supports Leno). Cover article: An awesome piece about mentally ill dogs. Who knew bordie collies got OCD? Meredith goes to the Presidio Social Club; SFist Ced gruffly concedes maybe she's been doing a good job lately. Let's Get Killed laments the new boring indie rock. Speaking of rock, why's the Clipse so into cocaine? And another independent magazine (Arthur, an indie rock anarchist publication) bites the dust.
Next, let's make it the San Jose Metro! Gary Singh goes meta -- instead of musing about San Jose like he usually does, he's now musing about his previous musings about San Jose. Annalee Newitz sez to back up all your data. Ha ha ha! A guy we know yelled at someone outside KFC for an hour about his First Amendment rights. Fight Night in San Jose -- we just like the caption to the picture of Andre Ward: Ward To Your Mother. Cover article: Sally Lieber, The state rep from Silicon Valley who sponsored that anti-spanking bill. She's lived a pretty cool life! (started out as a wallpaper hanger, went to SF City College and Foothill, then switched to Stanford in her 30s, and ran for office as a college senior, at the age of 37. Oh, and married a guy she met at Burning Man and a left-wing buddy of Mark Leno's. Steven T. Jones, please profile this woman as well!) Brazilian food in Sunnyvale. The band This Is My Fist plays San Jose on Saturday. We're starting a band called This Is My SFist. (Sorry, make that This Is OUR SFist. We've probably made that joke before on the site, haven't we? Just checked -- yep.) More Cinequest. And the Straight Dope on going postal.
After the jump: the East Bay Express and the Guardian, along with the Weekly of the Week and your running score for the YTD tally.
Next, the East Bay Express. The Oakland Police Department's administrative infighting might be contributing to its recent crime wave. We know this is an important article, but we had a really hard time getting through it.
Cover article: So awesome: women hired as decoys for a local PI firm specializing in catching cheating husbands! Article's author goes all Nellie Bly and helps lure in one straying man herself! The pictures of all the decoys wearing sunglasses are funny too. Ping 'em and sting 'em! They made To The Lighthouse into a half-musical. The Nader documentary still thinks it was okay to vote Nader in 2000 (the article's title is "Spoiler Alert," which is pretty funny). Brunch in Oakland. And HD radio (which we do not understand at all).
And finally, the Guardian. We feel okay listing them last since we profiled their article about Gavin in a bathrobe yesterday (full-length picture up at the site now, for you Photoshop fiends!). Leno/Migden -- Redmond wrings his hands some more. Ed Jew writes a letter! Why does Newsom hate bicycles? (Pictures by adorable Adam Aufdencamp.) And next week, those Christian youth activists are coming to town again, and the World Can't Wait and Not in Our Name are there with the welcome wagon. Cover articles: Freedom fighters for the First Amendment, sunshine law activists, and more making fun of Peter Byorn Ragone. The Half Hour News Hour sucks. Hey, Arcade Fire's coming to town. L.E. Leone goes out for BBQ with our friend Lisa again. Hey Lisa! Are you dating L.E. Leone? Tell, tell! And Kenneth Eng's A< href="http://www.sfbg.com/entry.php?entry_id=3056">horoscope (we can't actually find Eng's birthday online, but since he says he's God, we'll go with Dec. 25): He's having a "freaky head trip of a freaked-out freaker."
Weekly of the Week: All the weeklies are pretty good this week! Our commute to work today came and went in a flash. That said, the awesomeness of the undercover PI women on that dog of a man those other people married puts the EBX in the catbird seat for the week!
YTD score: SFBG, the SF Weekly, and the EBX, tied at 3 apiece. The Metro at 1.5. It's still anyone's game!
