Results tagged “inbox”

We do not -- are you listening carefully, Jennifer? -- believe that Gavin has left the most enchanting, pristine, and hopelessly 7x7-ish Siebel. (Believe us, you do not want to fuck with her when it comes to this, for lack of a better word, crap.) But let's throw this out for shits and giggles, shall we? We receive a lot of whimsical emails here at SFist HQ. Take, for example, this one from an...

The reason? The post office was so bad at getting packages and letters back to stations like the one at 23rd and Van Ness after an atttempted delivery and leaving a notice that it just decided to stop even trying. Now all of the Mission's packages go back to the Postal Annex. What fun that is for folks without cars in the Mission.

I started seeing him several times early Monday morning waiting his turn in the basement Juror Assembly Room at 400 McAllister. Every time I walked by him, I thought, "Haha! That guy totally looks like Ed Jew. Haha!" It’s kind of dark down in that basement area, and I had trouble distinguishing things. And why wouldn’t I? I had just smoked an enormous doobie walking from Civic Center to the Superior Court house.

So I decide to call the police because I'm an animal lover and stuff like this makes me crazy. But not only was he going to kill this dog but most likely end up causing God knows how much havoc and accidents on the street. It wasn't a shootout in the Mission but it was incredibly effed up and I'm sure illegal in many ways.

We don't think he'll attract quite the crowds that Conan amassed last week, but another TV personality has decided to broadcast from our fair City. Charlie Gibson is anchoring ABC's World News from San Francisco this week, and the newscasts are focusing on the Bay Area's varied attempts at "going green." Insert Conan's marijuana/plastic bags joke here.

Friend of SFist Johnny Funcheap sent us this note and pictures. Have you seen the work of this poet? Take some pictures and send them our way!

Dear editor of SFist,

As SFist Reader Marivi did in the past, SFist Reader Tim has some suggestions for Caltrain. Caltrain riding readers, any thoughts?

You know how much we love it when we get email from people who don't seem to to give SFist that close a read. In fact, we spend a ridiculous amount of time trying to figure out what might have inspired a particular email. Then again, the more time we spend trying to unravel the mysteries of odd email, like the one below, the less time we spend trashing Muni.

SFist Reader Marivi sent this letter to District 5 Supervisor (and SFist partygoer) Ross Mirkarimi, and ccd us. As of yesterday, she has not recieved a response from Mirkarimi's office.* This SFist has never had the pleasure of riding Muni with children, and this letter really made us think about how difficult it must be. Have you had issues similar to Marivi's? What do you think of her suggestions? Let us know in the comments!

Thanks to the voting efforts of our wonderful readers, SFist's Editors will be going to the San Francisco Bay Guardian Best of the Bay party at Club Six this Wednesday.

An out of town SFist reader writes in with a question, and we need your help to answer it. Let's hear your recommendations in the comments!

Reader Andrew sends in this photo, confirming SFist Rita's Yvesdropping from earlier this week. Thanks, Andrew!

Following up on our past posts on problems with Ocean Beach bonfires, SFist reader Owen has this to say (we added the links):

We guess Old Navy didn't get enough bark for their buck at their Marina Green casting call for a new Old Navy Dog, as Friend of SFist James sent us these shots of yet another dog casting call in Duboce Park last Thursday.

OK, so you know, we don't know who this is (maybe we'll hit Ireland's 32 on May 18 and find out!), we never recieved a demo from this person, and we got this one three times in the editors' box, and twice in our own. An embarrassment of riches, indeed.

A few weeks ago we were having soy chai lattes with an editor of another media outlet, as he mused wistfully on his desire to run a column he called "Crackpot's Corner." In this column he'd feature some of the odder email and letters he recieved, both related and unrelated to anything in his publication. Unfortunately,his legal team advised him against such a thing, so this idea remained tabled.