You know you've made it in San Francisco as a marginalized group when you start getting in fights with other marginalized groups -- so a local bisexual advocacy/social group is under fire for their policies excluding certain transgender persons.
A Bi-Transgender Fight
The Finest Kind of Writer
Friend of SFist Charlie Anders reminds us that her nifty and unusual spoken-word group, Writers With Drinks, will be experiencing yet another stupendous explosion of literary greatness this Saturday, the 9th, from 7:30 to 9:30 at The Make Out Room. Presenters include:
Bay Blogger Thursday
So many moons ago, we wrote a post about Other Magazine. We were still young, unknown punks on this here locally scribbler scene. Nearly a year and a half later, we're still young punks at least (though we'll just be punks before long), mostly by virtue of being accepted by actual literary luminaries like Charlie Anders and Annalee Newitz. Granted, they're not hard to find, with Charlie MCing Writers With Drinks at the Makeout Room every month.
Bay Blogger Thursday: WebZine 2005!
Here at SFist HQ, we were excited when we heard that Friend of SFist Eddie was going to go ahead with his plan (first rumored at SXSW) to give WebZine a kick start. In the last few months we've gotten drunk at many meetings, put together a panel, traded buttloads of email and spent most of our time thinking about the parties (that's how roll).
Mysterious Boy
When we first saw local author Charlie Anders across a Japantown karaoke bar, we took in the long blond hair, the dress, the masculine posture, and thought, "that's either a boyish girl, or a girlish boy." As we discovered, Charlie's use of the feminine pronoun to describe herself does nothing to clarify matters; but that dichotomy's nothing compared to Berry, the main character of Charlie's new novel, . It's the story of a shy, misfit preteen boy, dreading the impending expiration of his youthful voice and mandatory graduation from church choir, the only place he really feels he belongs. Luckily, a tranny hooker with a heart of gold has a solution for him: preserve his voice by taking female hormones. Gender-hijinks and coming-of-age ensues.
Creative Commonists
It's good to be a nerd. At least that's how SFist feels after hanging out at the Swedish American Hall, taking full advantage of the open bar, nodding our head to the DJ's beats, nibbling on tidbits from the trays of finger food and stuffing our bag with schwag at the Creative Commons party last night. Intellectual property lawyers sure know how to party!
The Other Mag
EssEffist admits to having something of a nerd crush on Annalee Newitz. We've been reading her Techsploitation column in the Bay Guardian (also found on Alternet.org and in the San Jose Metro) religiously since we discovered it soon after arrival. So when we saw that she and Charlie Anders, author of "The Lazy Cross Dresser," had put together a general-interest magazine geared toward freaks and geeks, we were really excited.
That's right, Other magazine, published three times a year (for now, one would hope) is their answer to staid intellectual fodder like the New Yorker or Harpers. Issue five features articles with titles like "How Gay Marriage Ruined My Het Relationship," "Mock the Church" and "The Thing About Hinckley." We're beside ourselves. It sounds like an old nineties punk 'zine put together by real professionals, or a Vice magazine without the white supremacists. Um, excuse us while we head over to Valenica to pick one up at Dog Eared Books right now.

