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How can mainstream comedy be dead when is all about inventive delivery? (Get it? "Delivery?")

--At Intersection for the Arts, an evening of performances, readings, and conversations with formerly-incarcerated youth in The Prison Project, their year-long artistic exploration of the California penal system. $5-15, 7 p.m., 446 Valencia (x 15th).

All across the Ist-A-Verse (or at least the American parts thereof), writers and editors are in the midst of enjoying their three-day weekend. But after the week we've all had, we feel like the break is not only needed, but deserved. Just look at everything we've been doing!

There was not a very impressive turnout at that celebration of the death of terrorist cell leader Jerry Falwell. SFist photographer Jim reports that when he passed by, there were three protesters present (including the piñata), greatly outnumbered by members of the press. For the rest of the city, though, life went blissfully on -- such was the man's clout over the sinners of San Francisco. Sadly, as irrelevant as Jerry was to our lives, organizer Michael Petrelis too lacked the authority necessary to assemble a throng of promised gays, lesbians, bisexuals and transgenders -- unless you count the reporters, of course. (To be fair, one witness reports that some Sisters hung out for a little while, and they've always got a handful of followers. But by the time we walked by at 6:30, only one or two people remained.)

Oh, how we adore the Primitive Screwheads. Our first experience with them was at the final (sob) performance of their most glorious Evil Dead: Live, in which the guerilla (to wit: they rehearse in whatever unoccupied classrooms they can find at a local college, their props all seem to come from Mythbusters:The Home Version, and we're not really clear on their adherence to copyright law) theatre company brilliantly deconstructed the classic Sam Raimi trilogy as well as a host of other pop-culturalisms, spraying blood and body parts all the while.

Your friends or family (or both, lucky you) probably will throw you a baby shower. Let them. "But my family is crazy and annoying!" Shut up. Just let them. It's a great way to get people to buy you things that you would easily spend too much money on. Save your money for purchasing "transition" clothes, the things you'll wear when you're too small for maternity (finally!) but too chubby for your old jeans. (Where are you H&M?!)