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After an inspector discovered a crack in the eastern span of the Bay Bridge over the weekend, crews plan to hysterically work overnight in an effort to reopen the Bay Bridge on Tuesday morning during the early AM commute. According to CBS 5, "the damaged link — part of a network of eight similar pieces — is about 2 inches thick and was cracked halfway through." And, at a news conference on the Bay Bridge this morning, reports SF Appeal, California Department of Transportation spokesman Bart Ney said, "It is a monumental challenge to make it by 5 a.m." Which means Ney is saying that the bridge will be closed tomorrow, or he's positioning the workers to lauded as heroes if it opens at the scheduled 5 a.m. time. Either way, we'll let you know what the plans it when it's officially announced. But still, you should probably plan on finding another way across the bay for tomorrow morning.

After this morning's FBI raids in San Francisco and Oakland, a total of five people were arrested. For what, you ask? Well, not human trafficking. Not treason. Not even hardcore gang activity. The five people (four men and one with-child lady) were hit with charges of selling or conspiring to sell crack cocaine. The charges against five retailers -- businesspeople, if you will, who are just trying to give you a lift -- carry mandatory minimum sentences of five or 10 years. Sorry to ruin your weekend plans.

OK, not really. But while VP candidate Sarah Palin was mayor of Wasilla from 1996 to 2002, the area (specifically the Matanuska-Susitna area) won the title of Meth Capital of Alaska. (An aside: check out the SLOG today to see Palin get ripped to shreds, you know, if that's your thing.) We recommend you read this article out about the tweakiest city in Alaska during '02-'03, which features kids going hungry, the authorities doing very little, and one 13-year-old Wasilla boy bragging to the fuzz that his "mom cooked the best meth in the valley." Lucky bastard. (Juneau Empire)

This ancient picture (1999!) of this contributor blasting a wallie off this sketchy bump-to-wall was taken on 15th Street, between Mission and South Van Ness. He was 20-years-old at the time.

Yesterday we mentioned how we often see lots of crack being smoked in the boarded-up window across the street from our Tendernob window. But after thinking about it some, we realized we haven't seen any such riff-raff in quite some time. Does anyone know the deal? Did they do a sweep of all the dealers in the Tenderloin recently? Are they in jail or just in a different neighborhood now? When can we expect things to go back to (ab)normal?

SFist James caught a crack smoking couple over on Stevenson Street (near Market) this morning. Aw.

        

Gay men and uppers go together like peanut butter and chocolate. It's just the way God wanted it. But that hasn't stopped Joel Schumacher's "I Lost Me to Meth" campaign from saturating San Francisco, even though meth use is down as of last year, before the campaign began.

And speaking of methamphetamines, this above always unleashes a big brouhaha in the bent community: to chastise or not to chastise zippy drug use. The most recent ad campaign--a four-month media blitz produced by the California Methamphetamine Initiative called "Me, Not Meth"--can been seen throughout the city, mainly in the Castro and SOMA arrondisments. And those ads you've seen on TV, featuring men sitting at their desks and talking into webcams? Part of the same ad and directed by Joel Schumacher. SF Aids Foundation has more info here.

Better than a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow or a bowl brimming with Lucky Charms, crack retailers in Marietta, Ohio, dyed their cocaine rocks a festive green for St. Patrick's Day this year. OMG, fun! The Smoking Gun has the full report and mugshots galore, going on to say:

"Architecture of Density" -- Fox Plaza Apartments

-- At Long Last Love (1975): At last -- the fecal matter-fest that is Peter Bogdanovich's career-killing, Cole Porter-infused musical. Starring Cybill Shepherd, Burt Reynolds, and Madeline Kahn, how did it all go wrong? Find out for yourself tonight at 7:45 p.m. at the Castro Theatre; $6-9. (Psst: Best Little Whorehouse In Texas screens at 9:45 p..m.; Smokey & the Bandit at midnight -- it's a Burt Reynolds extravaganza!)

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It was with absolutely zero shock that we read yesterday's article in the Examiner about a police sting aimed at drivers who cruise through the crosswalk when people are trying to cross the street at Taraval and 21st. The sting continues, as

San Francisco police are conducting undercover pedestrian sting operations to cite drivers “blatantly violating the pedestrian right of way.” On Wednesday, officers at Taraval Street and 21st Avenue cited 45 drivers in just two and a half hours from 9 a.m. to 11:30 a.m., according to police.

-- Ross Mirkarimi, sole supe against Clear Channel. [SFBG]

Wondering why you can't get your dealer on the phone? Well, last week 103 (suspected) drug retailers were pinched in a good old-fashion crackdown in the TL and Mission/Market Street areas.

"A deep and powerful earthquake beneath the Pacific in the Northern Mariana Islands" sent waves a rollin', reaching as far as Emeryville today with a total score of somewhere between 3.8 to 4.2.

There's big legal news concerning the Barry, none of which involves Curt Schilling or Grand Juries. Oh no. Barry has just been slapped with a lawsuit by an inmate in a South Carolina prison, Jonathan Lee Riches (aka "the White Suge Knight), for fraud. No, not for breaking the record while on the juice, but for perpetuating a "Fraud Against Mankind," which Lee Riches calls "Batman and Identity Robbin." The Smoking Gun has the details, but from a quick perusal here are some of the claims made:

Hiroshi Sugimoto's show of giant photos at the de Young leaves S.F. soon

Well, that was fun. Last night out in the center-left bleachers, each time Barry Bonds came to bat, the crowd rose giddily to their feet. The stands brimmed with grins and shouts of encouragement and nervous energy. Mitts were pulled on. With each pitch thrown to him, photoflashes flared all about the stadium like Chinese New Year firecrackers.

, the documentary we saw at the Roda Theatre in Berkeley on Sunday for the SF Jewish Film Festival, was billed as a "wry and hilarious" examination by filmmaker Duki Dror as he follows kids on their daily journeys to and from school. "Dror has the same wondrous gift of bittersweet nostalgia that cartoonists Charles M. Schulz and Lynda Barry have," said the catalog description. To that we say: are you smoking crack?

Last week's winner, the Bay Guardian! Oh, Tim Redmond, we're so sorry to hear about your dad. [Moment of silence.] Okay. The Guardian's with Daly on the budget. They got a letter from someone saying Ed Jew is innocent. More info on the layoffs at the Merc News. A man with psychiatric problems gets no help from the city. More people upset with Newsom's proposed budget. They're going to crack down on pot clubs -- watch out, Ed Jew! Do you want to help Annalee Newitz run her blog? Sonic Reducer on Harry and the Potters. Cover article: Looking for the next cult revival star. Cheryl Eddy on Sicko. And Ed Jew's (.pdf) horoscope!: "In order to make the little details worth your time, you've gotta make sure they pay off in the long run."

There's a lot to love about the Tadich Grill, that venerable San Francisco institution. We've eaten there many times before, and there are some things some folks don't get about it that we appreciate. We're not crazy about the cost -- 1849 cuisine, and we're low on gold nuggets. But please indulge us as we share some of the finer points of the Tadich experience, which ultimately make an occasional visit well worth it.

Thanks to SFist reader Captain Disco for investigating the truth about the Mike Gravel presidential campaign: the dangerous lunatic shot his horrifying commercials .

Just a reminder that our Help Make AT&T Park the Bestest Ever contest is still going on. Our crack judges (Paula Abdul, Jim Lehrer, and us) will weigh in next Wednesday to announce the winner so you still have about five shopping days left until the contest is over.

premiered at the Another Hole in the Head horrorfest on Friday June 1st at a midnight showing. Well, an 11:45 p.m. showing. Whatever, it was late for old fogeys like us, but the allure of Crispin Glover was too much to ignore.

Thanks to some ass-kicking by Matthew Bajko at the BAR, Bevan's taking a bit more time this year to plan for Halloween. Next public meeting: Wednesday, the 30th, at 5:30 in the California Pacific Medical Center, Davies Campus, in the Level B Auditorium in the North Tower Building. Is it just us, or do those directions sound like riddles in a scavenger hunt? Anyway, they'll be talking about the city's plan for moving Halloween to the waterfront.

First bedbugs, then crack addicts, then bone-rattling noise -- that's the sort of bad-neighboring up with which Tenderloin residents will not put. Residents of the Lawrence Hotel have been scowling for a long time now at the deafening noise generated by Club Six -- check out these complaints. Shaking windows and floors, people on medication for sleep deprivation due to noise, doors left illegally open, and crowds so big on the sidewalk that you have to walk into the street to pass by. Yikes. We all like fun, but it's nice to have a downstairs neighbor who doesn't routinely rattle your teeth.

. Russo says he was distracted by his sons as they were driving away (in his hybrid -- of course!) from Fenton's Ice Creamery and forgot. This is a class act apology, though -- "There's no excuse. I should have been wearing my seat belt. I will not fail to wear my seat belt in the future." Russo also got dinged for having a crack in his windshield and for having an outdated address on his driver's license. Ironically, the cop that ticketed him had been involved in a city lawsuit for kicking a perp in the groin in 1998.