Still plenty of shows for the Frameline , SF Improv, and the Hole in the Head festivals....
SFist Tonight
Wednesdays, The New Wednesdays
Hey you kids: get off Wednesday's lawn! Tonight: Nothing says fun like a documentary about a bipolar girl trying to deal with life after her failed suicide attempt! The Film Arts Foundation is screening as part of their True Stories: Sneak Previews of New Documentaries series. 7:30 p.m. at the Yerba Buena Center Screening Room, $8.
Wednesdays, The New Wednesdays
Tonight: Admit it, you only read the SF Weekly for Savage Love. Well, cranky Dan Savage is finishing up the Bay Area leg of his book tour tonight at Booksmith in the Haight, reading from his new memoir, The Commitment, about his partner, his family, raising his son, and gay marriage. Bring all your embarrassing questions about liaisons gone wrong; we're sure he'd be as thrilled to mock you in public as he is in print!
Thursday: Hey, need any sports equipment? Sports Basement at 16th and DeHaro is sponsoring a fundraiser for the Potrero Hill Neighborhood House, which offers youth programs for low-income families. Everything in the store is 10% off, and 5% of all sales go to the Neighborhood House's afterschool programs. There's also a raffle -- win a baseball autographed by JT Snow! And hey! An emergency preparedness kit! (take chances on not taking chances -- we love it!) The reason for the benefit? To help close the $100,000 funding gap caused by city budget cuts. Thanks to SFist pal Mike for the tip!
Friday: The art gallery the Luggage Store presents the 11th annual In the Street festival in the 'Loin, featuring street performers of all stripes (capoiera dancers, the Extra-Action Marching Band, a fire arts troupe, among others.) It's as free as a bird, on Ellis Street between Hyde and Leavenworth, and goes from 5-10 p.m.
Picture from the Luggage Store Gallery site
Strange Tales: Narrative Paintings by Nick Ackerman, David Huffman, and Chris Oliveria
We simply walked right past the Luggage Store Gallery placard, and would've continued right on down Market Street if it weren't for the man selling cigarettes outside, who, noting our look of bewilderment, kindly directed us to the second floor space. The dark, joyfully graffiti and sticker-encrusted staircase led us to the burst of light that is the Luggage Store Gallery, notorious for its support of young, up-and-coming (or already-arrived) artists such as local favorites Chris Johanson, Barry McGee, and Keegan McHargue, all of whom have exhibited there in some capacity.

