A lonelyheart would very much like to reconnect with an extra that he met on the set of . (It's not us, by the way. If you recall, we were deemed too grotesque to star in the film about former SF Supervisor Harvey Milk, and haven't left our apartment since.) We're posting it because how they met would make a great story for the two to tell their grandchildren one day. Sigh.
Results tagged “markeb”
-- Some very sad news: former SFist editor, writer, and gem of an all-around guy, Jeremy Nisen, switched addresses for now. Aw. But never fear, you can still catch his brilliance over at Curbed. Yay! [Curbed SF]
Last week's winner, the SF Weekly: Someone's angry with the Bouncer. Local progressive Adam Werbach is a Walmart sellout. Why won't anyone endorse the mayor? Cover article: the back story about the Haight neighborhood activist killed in an S/M session gone wrong. These drawings illustrating the piece are pretty rad, though (see left) -- did Matt Smith do 'em? A Hank Williams Birthday Karaoke Sing-Off???? There's a tear in our beer too! The anti-war Berkeley Rep Play is uneven. Meredith hits her second good review for SFist Ced. And Let's Get Killed screens some rare rock movies.
Last week's winner, the Bay Guardian. We should totally put needle disposal boxes in Golden Gate Park. Also, C.W. Nevius says that Newsom called him and yelled at him for 45 minutes after he wrote his first article on the issue. We'd put that call on mute. Gentrification is destroying Polk Street. City contractors still use sweatshop labor. Annalee Newitz has mice. Sonic Reducer's still at the Guardian. Cover article: Local bands to watch. You've got your whisky swillers, your barefoot folksters, your hip-hoppers, and some fey whimsy. And read Marke B's column and show him not everyone's away for Burning Man!
-- Newsom bats his eyes at progressives. [BeyondChron]
-- Jarring tale about employees wearing flip-flops and shorts to work? Or story about famous writers reading to employees at Google headquaters? You decide. [Chron]
-- Bambi Lake-inspired cabaret duo Kiki and Herb perform at ACT. (Also, did you know that they met at Café Flore in the Castro before they became totally famous? It's true.) Show starts at 8 p.m. at American Conservatory Theater, 415 Geary; $20-$60.
-- Are you ready for the genius that is Peaches Christ and her Midnight Mass cult-film series? [Bay Area Reporter] -- Television -- glorious, warm, loving television! -- on BART cars? Hmm. [Inside Bay Area, Oakland Tribune] -- Matt Stroud takes a brief, much-needed break from his Rocky-like boxing bootcamp training. [The Snitch] -- Affordable housing advocates get pinched by the fuzz. Remember, purveyors of justice: don't drop the soap! [Fog City Journal] --...
Last week's winner, as picked by SFist Sarah -- the Bay Guardian! Steven T. Jones takes over the opening editorial from Tim Redmond this week. It does not mention Burning Man! Recalls go too far. Club 6 -- still open. Why can't the Chron make money? Now serving at Cafe Gratitude: "I Am....Sued." San Francisco water may be causing rashes. Thank goodness Ed Jew doesn't have to worry about that! (okay, to be fair, we're sending the water all over the area so it might be in the Burlingame system too). Cover: Marke B's Club Guide, a glossy insert. Cute picture of bears! (picture not online.) Goth band comes to town. K Records founder Calvin Johnson has a retro haircut. And Frameline! Oh yeah -- and vote for us for best blog in the Best Of!
Last week's winner, the East Bay Express. Rad dream cartoon this week. Feeding your pets raw meat. Are people trying to sneak into the Berkeley school system? Cover article: not sending juvies to jail. The Dixie Chicks play Oakland this Friday. The Slits are in town. A review of Xyclo -- Oakland Vietnamese restaurant, with a cool name. Old people went to the Rolling Stones show. And Tenacious D.
Guess who got endorsed on the cover by last week's winner, the Bay Guardian? Where's the green beads, Chris? Letters about fixie bikes, and Tim Redmond notes that Renee Saucedo shouldn't have endorsed Prop 90 (the overbroad eminent domain one). Dan Noyes, gadfly. Also endorsed by the Guardian: Phil Angelides, Jerry Brown, Leland Yee, Barbara Lee, and Krissy Keefer. And Steven T. Jones had nothing at all to do with their endorsement of Alix Rosenthal. Did he have anything to do with the Alix flyer inserted in the paper? Sonic Reducer brings sexy back. Marke B had a nice time at the Love Parade. L.E. Leone's friend Carrie is moving to New York. And Gavin Newsom's horoscope: He is classically associated with the arts.
Last week's winner, the SF Weekly: Matt Smith on defrauding the retarded. Chris Daly thinks the SFSOS flyer about him is funny. Cover article: graffiti artist Vulcan. Win a free copy of season 2 of the American Office. Meredith eats outside. Vashti Bunyan, the Silver Jews, and the Headphone Festival.
It's been so long since we did this, we don't even remember who won the last time we read the weeklies -- so we're kicking it off with the Metro, because they have the most easily-accessible cover art on their website. Cover: World Cup madness in the South Bay! We had no idea you could get Lyme disease out on the West Coast. RonGon should try and look sorrier in all his public appearances. And music writer Sara Bir is moving to New York and had to put some records in storage.
This week -- with 100% less poo! Well, we hope. Last week's triumph of the Guardian was a shocker, let's see how our three competitors fare in this, the last We Read The Weeklies of 2005.
