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We've been fans for awhile, and now NBC 11's Traci Grant -- who seems like a lot of fun, and someone should throw a local Emmy at her -- has also picked up on the awesome public art piece Muni Hot or Not of the Now over at Nature abhors a vacuum.

Moby must be sick with envy over this one. Tonight the "unconventional young network," Emmy Award-winning Current TV, will air a taped, private, hour-long Radiohead concert on New Year's Eve (and on New Year's day on broadcast Current TV.) Thom Yorke and his merry band of croonies will perform each track off of their top-listed 2007 effort, In Rainbows.

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-- The Life of Reilly: He starred in Hello, Dolly, won a Tony and an Emmy, a Broadway director, and had one hell of a mother, but Charles Nelson Rilley will always be remembered for his Match Game PM innuendos and Brett Sommers trashing. His one-man show was filmed (thank God) for posterity just before he died, and you have the privilege of seeing a star of such magnitude tonight at 7:30 p.m. and 9:15 at the Lumiere Theatre.

-- The Misfits: a little post-Halloween chillingness -- sexy, bare-chested, punk chillingness, that is -- for you tonight. Behold: the Misfits play a few ditties along with the Hellbillys and the Memphis Murder Men tonight at 8 p.m. at DNA Lounge; $20.

Google maybe plotting world domination, but the good news is that at least they're liberal. That's what happens when you have Nobel Peace Prize/Oscar/Emmy/Grammy/NL MVP Al Gore as a board member.

-- Emmy-winner Al Gore might also win the Nobel Peace Prize. Weren't Bono and Princess Diana supposed to win that at some point, too? (You know, before she...vroom.) [Wired News]

No longer just for cute Aryan stoners, Albert Fert of the Scientific Research National Center in Paris -- who just received the Nobel Prize for physics alongside Peter Gruenberg for their massive brainpower to help shrink hard drives so that they fit into your iPods, or whatever -- is a Dell user. We'll go one step further by suggesting that Fert has dabbled in Linux use when he was young, too.

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We watched the Emmy Awards last night (for what it's worth: yay, 30 Rock!), and the award shows fellating Al Gore continues, this time for Current TV, which won for Best Interactive Programming or Best iWorld Wide Web Doing God's Work or something inane like that.

Yay! Exciting news. We just love award shows! And now we have something to look forward to. Something to be proud of. Something that will take our gaze off of Ryan Seacrest’s creepy, over-animated mouth.

-- PSA of the day: never forget your BDSM safeword, kids. [Chron]

Last week's winner, the Bay Guardian. Save Chris Daly! Rob Black's dirty Swift-Boat campaign tactics. PG&E (sigh). Cover articles: What's happening with Halloween this year? TELL US! Also, where'd our fun gay Halloween go?, and (non-SF) themed costumes. What, no Alix Rosenthal costume? Maybe Steven T. Jones edits the costume section. Sonic Reducer's days behind the counter at Tower. Lit section: books about seedy SF, and Michelle Tea's interview with the editor and publisher of Bitch Magazine. The new post-Emmy's spaghetti shack, and New York's Delfina. Tossing the Rasputin Music pullout. A review of that movie with the fake assassination of Bush. And Brittanie Mountz's horoscope: 1) Trust, 2) Hold tight, and 3) Communicate.

-- From Eve/At Emmy's Spaghetti Shack

Saturday: The first time we went to the Asian Heritage Street Celebration, we'd just been so horrifyingly dumped that we were considering giving into (well-intentioned) familial pressure and moving back home. But then we walked down the street to the fest, and were reminded of so many of the things we love about the City. And here we remain! This year's Celebration (which runs from 11 a.m. to 6 p.m. on Irving between 20th and 29th Avenues) has the added bonus of hosting performances by 2004 American Idol finalist Jasmine Trias and this year's American Idol contestant Jose "Sway" Penala between noon-2:30, as well as the usual entertainment, demonstrations, arts and crafts, and yummy food.

Anyone who's interested in San Francisco history must see this movie. Director and MacArthur genius grant recipient Stanley Nelson (who previously directed the Emmy-award-winning The Murder of Emmett Till) has put together a sensitive and thoughtful history of Jim Jones and the Peoples Temple that stays away from the usual pat explanations of the situation (as Nelson said in the post-screening Q&A, the story of "900 crazy people drinking Kool-Aid in the jungle") to outline a story that's even more disturbing when you realize how almost-acceptable the situation was that Jones created. As you can see in the picture at the left, Jim Jones was tight in San Francisco local politics, and was considered a key part of George Moscone's (short-lived) mayoral triumph in 1977. Peoples Temple promoted a religious doctrine of interracial brotherhood, responsibility for the poor, and a socialist utopia in which everyone looked out for everyone else. Doesn't sound so bad, does it? Peoples Temple also participated in a number of progressive social movements, attending rallies and organizing get-out-the-vote campaigns, and as a result, Jim Jones was awarded a seat on the board of the San Francisco Housing Authority (!!!) before he fled for Guyana, killed a state congressman, and orchestrated the mass suicide of over 900 people. Our mouth kept dropping open at the footage that Nelson had obtained -- interviews with Jones's childhood acquaintances (all of whom agreed he was a weird little dude, torturing and killing cats so he could hold funerals for them), sermons by Jones at his Fillmore/Geary temple (now the post office next to the Fillmore Theater, where the downtown-bound 38 Geary stop is), footage of followers seeing Guyana for the first time, and the most chillingly, live film of the final days in Jonestown and the fateful visit by Congressman Leo Ryan (and a very young Jackie Speier) and tape recordings of Jim Jones urging people to "drink faster, faster, faster." Dude, we were freaked out. Interviews with survivors, Intersection for the Arts, and Jim Jones Jr. at the Q&A, after the jump.

Don't worry, San Francisco: As we check out the great theater through the tunnel or across the bridge, we'll always leave our heart with you.

Add 15 cents more to your BART card -- Bernal Heights, Baja Noe Valley (what a name), and Upper Mission neighborhood advocates are trying to get BART to revive its 2002 plan to build a new station stop at 30th and Mission. Folks in the area say it's too hard for them to get to either 24th Street or Glen Park by foot, and that they think a new BART stop will help revive the area too. Revive the area? Any area that has Emmy's Spaghetti Shack, El Rio, Mitchell's, Zante's, and Goood Fricken Chicken is doing just fine in our books! BART officials say they'd love to do it, noting that the gap between 24th and Glen Park is the longest uninterrupted segment of the city's BART tracks (2 miles), but need to get the okay from the City before they start, and they'd need to get about 5000 riders at the station for it to be feasible. Check out the specs here (.pdfs). The new station would cost about $444 to $525 million to build. In other news, BART's also looking into whether they should build an extension to Jack London Square too. BART's getting it done! (Though hey guys, maybe you could also look into fixing that switching problem that gets SFist Jon so exercised?) Picture from SFCityscape.com

In an era of nuclear families, divorce is not the trauma it used to be. Consider the little Emmy's parents, for instance. She is doing fine, as we (ie. SFist Sam) can attest, despite the founders having gone each their way. As we understand it, she stayed in the custody of her mom, while daddy started afresh, and partnered Blue Jay cafe.

In which SFist eats our way around the Bay Area in alphabetical order.

The final selection of official Fall TV Season Premieres have finally found their way to the boob toob this week, and one of them is actually worth the wait.

In what we're forced to accept as celebrity gold in this two-bit horse town, a B-list actress who no longer lives here and is no longer married to the local newspaper's editor in chief (but who just won an Emmy last night) has put her Sea Cliff house on the market.