I was going to compile a top ten list for the year, but then I remembered I hate end-of-the-year top tens. Or should I say, I hate writing them. My memory ain't what it used to be, and I can't remember what I had for lunch yesterday, let alone a TV show I watched back in February that I liked enough to write about again.
SFist Watches: Your TV!
Hot Stuff: Why the Caterer Needs Some Chill Time
We need to relax, pronto! A killer gig of taking care of other people -- otherwise known as catering -- leaves us with sore muscles, red eyes, and a smile on our face. Say Wha?
Who Reads Yesterdays Papers?
-The Mayor of San Jose, Ron Gonzales, was censured last week by the San Jose City Council for sheninigans involving a contract he negotiated with Norcal Waste Systems. The censure was the first in the city's 155 year history. Breaking with political tradition and going against every rule in the political book, Gonzales accepted responsibility for the censure and said that he "wholeheartedly'' accepted it, adding "it is my obligation to earn back that trust" that he lost over his actions. In calling for censure, however, the City Council also voted to end the independent investigation into the contract because they don't want to "wallow in our shortcomings.'' They also voted to take away some of the Mayor's powers and to consider booting him off several committees.
Concert Review: Metallica and The Rolling Stones
We sure had fun singing along to "Brown Sugar" with Mick Jagger last night. Singing along from our bedroom up on Bernal Hill, that is. Earlier in the evening while we were making dinner at home, we thought our neighbors were rocking some old school Metallica awfully loud, but we figured it was Sunday night, let them have their fun. When a friend from the other side of Bernal Hill called and asked if we could hear the music, we realized something bigger was going on. We leaned our head out of our 2nd floor window and realized Mick was serenading us from SBC Park -- four miles away. We could hear the "yeah, yeah, yeah - woo!" as distinctly as if it were being pumped from a stereo inside a house across the street (here's a terrible video of it from our digital camera). It could have been worse, at least it wasn't the Dave Matthews Band wafting across the city and up the hill to our window. But it would have been better to have been there.
Jessica Coen For A Day
That's right, we finally have an excuse to link to Page Six, just like the kids over at Gawker do every day. Seems like our beloved Phil Bronstein "looked awfully cozy" with Mick Jagger's star-crossed ex Jerry Hall (pictured) at the Finn & Porter in Austin's Hilton. Of course, the nice woman Phil was escorting home from the Edinburgh Castle Pub after the Hunter S. Thompson wake wasn't Ms. Hall, but we're going to give Phil the benefit of the doubt, as they're probably just friends from way back. Either that, or he's polyamorous, and we're not the types to judge (at least in that regard).
Bush Street Nervous Breakdown
Who knew there was so much money in tribute bands? Local Mick Jagger impersonator Rudy Columbini has announced that he hopes to buy out a 18,000 square foot residential hotel at Bush and Larkin in the 'loin and transform it into Music City.

