Miscellaneous: November 2009 Archives

This one's making the rounds today, as well it should. It's a brand new, all-muppet version of Queen's classic "Bohemian Rhapsody," featuring 70 different Muppets and, our favorite, Animal asking for his mama. Cheers.

"Stairwell at SF MOMA" by Flickr user jrodmanjr.

SF Weekly brings us some merry/horny news: the fine folks over at Market Street Cinema (a strip joint as seen via their NSFW site) are now accepting new unwrapped gifts for Toys for Tots in exchange for admission. Aw.

"Jars O Fish" by kapshure. (Also, this is horrible, keeping bettas in tiny little jars. Please don't do this. Bettas do not belong on your desk in, you know, a little glass or mug. They need room to swim around, be pretty, blow bubbles, etc.)

"Unmarked Police Car Picks Up An Escort On Sutter Street" by Troy Holden.

Frank Chu and the "Jesus Loves You" guy seem to get all of the crazy-loon-with-crazier-sign attention. It's just not fair So, here's a shot of the sign that the guy at Powell and Market, near the cable car turnaround, has by his side screams "damned whore, repent!" at passersby.

YouTube character Gay Carrington is, near as we can tell, a stoner transsexual puppet who occasional chimes in to talk to her fans in Old Hollywood-style English about her moods, pets, and experiences. She posted the above "kaleido-vision" video "while resting up" for her next real video, but we think it's positively brilliant. It stars her cat, Christina "Mooks" Carrington, and as far as stoner YouTubery goes, it's the tops. Enjoy.

"Pier 14" by Troy Holden.

Twilight fan Gianna DiGulio, 6, of San Francisco is about to explode with glee outside The Twilight Saga: New Moon premiere in Westwood. (AP Photo/Chris Pizzello)

              

Moving out of the LoRi (Lower Outer Rincon Hill)/South Park neighborhood, the folks at Twitter moved up Third Street to a sweeter, swankier pad.

            

Times are tough. Or so we've been told. So, in this economy it’s ideal to know where to go to get the most omph for your buck, especially if your tastes are a lot bigger than your wallet. For cocktails, obviously, it's happy hour (Bag Lady favors Orson Mon-Sat, and obviously the Castro for two-for-one’s anytime before 9 p.m.) For food it’s dining at home, or out during the week at any restaurant that has a special weekly or monthly price fix dining menus. Currently, Bar Bambino is at the top of the list with a 4-course dinner that will only set you back about $35. And for nightlife, it’s going out during the week when people are generally more unruly and “living life to the fullest.”

The following post is from our advertiser, Focus Features. Pirate Radio is the newest ensemble comedy from filmmaker Richard Curtis (screenwriter of Four Weddings and a Funeral and Notting Hill, and writer/director of Love Actually). This high-spirited film tells the story of 8 DJs whose love affair with Rock n Roll changed the world forever. In the 1960s a group of rogue DJs, on a boat in the middle of the Northern Atlantic, played rock records and broke the law all for the love of music. The songs they played united and defined an entire generation and drove the British government crazy. The band of rebels is lead by The Count, played by Academy Award Winner Philip Seymour Hoffman. Pirate Radio also stars Bill Nighy, Rhys Ifans, Nick Frost, Kenneth Branagh, and Tom Sturridge, and features an unbelievable selection of music including The Rolling Stones, The Who, The Kinks, Cream, and The Beach Boys, just to name a few. Pirate Radio in theatres now!

We've seen this map of San Francisco make the rounds this morning, which makes sense. It is most amusing. We especially enjoy the "Forests of Mystery," "Streets Upon Streets of Silence," and "You're Just Going to Get Mugged" sections of the city

This pan at Luna Park was brought to you by Ed, who sent it to Mission Mission. The pan, it seems, looks like a Folsom Street bear tucking his penis into his thigh fat folds.

As many gamers are probably aware, the New Super Mario Bros. for Wii gets its world-wide release tomorrow, and Nintendo is having at least one big launch shindig in Manhattan today, according to Kotaku (we can't find any word on something similar locally...). Only because we grew up with Mario, and because this time-and-space spanning spec commercial for Super Mario Galaxy inexplicably chokes us up, we thought we'd share. It edits together the many incarnations of the little guy in blue overalls, set to a soundtrack by Sigur Ros.

"Perpendicular" by The Inadvertent Gardener.

We have no idea what's going on here, exactly, but it sure looks exciting!

For woefully explicable reasons, the fine folks at the San Francisco Google office yanked their brilliant lipsynch video set to Miley Cyrus' ode to a celebratory modern America -- which is, arguably, one of the best songs written in the history of girls. Otherwise, we'd post it here for you to enjoy. (And believe us, it is, if anything, enjoyable.)

Speaking of not snitching, check out this mural at 20th and Florida.

"A Contrast In Hustle" by Benjamin Heath.

Now this is our kind of Muni bus driver. Travis Jensen, who snapped this shot, reports, "This San Francisco MUNI driver was spotted smoking a cigarette on the bus yesterday, Tuesday, November 10, at approximately 5:05p.m." Read more about this harrowing tale here.

Please join SF Appeal's Eve Batey and your SFist editor at 4 p.m. today for SF Views. We'll be wear different outfits, so, you know, there's that. Also, our guest will be former SFister/Valleywager and current NBC Bay Area writer Jackson West.

                 

In the Outer Richmond, just down from the Veterans Hospital on 44th Avenue and Clement, there's a makeshift veterans memorial the doubles as a cat sanctuary. A guy who lives either nearby or in the blue truck that is always parked near it crude memorial cares for the tiny plot of land and several stray cats who rely on the food, water, and shelter that sits next to the bevy of angel and lion statures, flags, potted flowers, and Iwo Jima painting.

Under the impression that online internet world wide webloggers are swiping their golden nuggets of wisdom without linkage, SFGate recently infused their site with inane cross-scripting nonsense that automatically adds a url link when you copy/paste any of the Gate's content. Basically, it's like a teddy bear cam for writers who use their site. It is, for lack of a better word, retarded.

Bus Station John spinning at Tubesteak Connection (happening every Thursday!) by Darwin Bell.

Pardon us for being raised by California hippie atheists, ones who (thank God) believed in the word of television more than the word of the Lord, but... is this a problem? Are there too many guitar solos saturating the Catholic church? SF Chronicle's Mick LaSalle says so. The movie critic snaps:

"Some Lady And Her Dog" by Troy Holden.

Stranger things have happened, but we sort of doubt these rumors about Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes having maybe possibly been the top secret buyers of one of the most expensive properties in San Francisco, 300 Sea Cliff Ave., which recently sold for $18 million.

SF Chronicle columnist Jon Carroll had this to say this morning regarding Gavin Newsom and the discreet charm of underage men.

"Where are you transmitting from?" by Travis Jensen.

According to this woman, who was in line at 3 a.m. this morning at a Verizon store in order to be the very first owner of a Motorola Droid phone in SF, this is "the phone [she's] been waiting for."

This was part of the Celebrity Autobiography series. What more do you need to know? [Hat tip: Le Fag site semi-NSFW]

"Gentryfier go Home!" by Darwin Bell. Shot in NOPA/Western Addition.

We know we're preaching to the converted here (for the most part), and we probably should have caught this semi-gruesome spoof ad by NYC's Upright Citizens Brigade (which once gave birth to Amy Poehler) before Halloween. But here it is, nevertheless, because it still gives us a chuckle, and everybody's in a political mood today anyhow.

"Hindsight Is Always 20/20" by Troy Holden.

SFist received a pressing (albeit insensitive and Nevius-esque) question in the editor's inbox this afternoon. Perhaps you can help? A reader (who asked to remain anonymous) writes:

"Lucifer roasting Jack Apocalypse Puppet Theater @ Dia de Los Muertes" by Steve Rhodes.

This is amazing. Someone must have dropped some fast food wrappers or chicken bones on that bus or something, or as Jim Herd suspects, the drivers feed them. (Yeah, we know this photo has been posted all over the place today, but who can resist?!)

"Emergence" by Darwin Bell.