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Ashley Olsen: "Victoria, your bangs are amaze." Victoria Traina: "Huh?" Ashley Olsen: "You know, an abbreved version of 'amazing.'" Victoria Traina: "Whatev, I don't abbrev words that end in -ing." Dude with Hat: "Excuse me, is this the Homeless Chic party? I just wanted to make sure. I don't want anybody to think I'm, like, actually homeless or anything." Victoria Traina: "We are NOT dressed in Homeless Chic, you plebeian. Don't you know who we are?" Dude with Hat: "I know shorty over here is Michelle Tanner, but I have no clue who you are. Were you one of the girls on Flavor of Love? Victoria Traina: "If you don't know who I am, then you prolly don't belong here." Dude with Hat: "Wait a sec, I think I had driver's ed with you at A-Safe Way Driving School in the Sunset. Now I remember you. Everybody in our class thought you were on drugs." Ashely Olsen: "Omg, that was a super-awk townie moment. I'm going to start hanging out with Vanessa now. She's been looking way cuter than you lately, anyway."

SFist interviews Matt Costa

Jon was going to write up a blurb about the Giants taking 2 out of 3 from the D-Backs, but he was way-laid by a prawn quesidilla at Taco Bell. And yes, you might be thinking to yourself that Taco Bell doesn't serve prawn quesidillas but Jon forgot. He still isn't sure what he ate. Since the Giants' keys to victory were so easy to figure out, in his place and writing up today's Giants blurb will be the President of the United States of America, George W. Bush. See, what the Giants need to do is to win. You have to win to make it to the playoffs. And the Giants? They won. They beat the Arizona Diamondboys 8-2. They have now won two in a row. That's better than losing two in a row.

Here's the fifth part of our conversation with Nathaniel Ford, Muni's executive director. Previously: Parts one,two, three, and four.

Folks who voted before work were smiling and nodding at each other on public transportation today (in part because -- really, these red "I Voted! Ya Vote!" stickers they're giving out in SF today are awesome) -- if you haven't yet, sneak out of work early this afternoon, or make sure you're at your polling place by 8 p.m. If you've forgotten where to go, you can either go to your City Hall or check here (here for SF). So how was the franchisement process for your faithful SFist staffers? Well.... our well-caffeinated SFist Jeremy reports that his polling place, in the heart of District 8, took 3 minutes, and he got to work early. Damn the efficiency of the Noe Valley voting process! He was disconcerted that the friendly pollsters didn't find it necessary to check his ID or validate his claims of residence in any way. Other than that, smooth as a baby's ass. Everyone's favorite registered socialist, SFist Jackson, used his best handwriting to strike a blow against the man in District 11, reporting: "I relished my opportunity to participate in a democratic system today -- take that, Prince Charles! While Edward Champion had some problems this morning, my experience couldn't have gone smoother. There were six polling places and no line. Maybe it was too early, but sadly there was no bake sale to support Buena Vista Elementary this year. I proudly wrote in Anthony Faber for City Assessor, and also wrote in somebody for City Attorney (let's just say she's a fellow blogger). Now I have a nice "I voted!" sticker to wear with my smirk." Hear about SFist MattyMatt's absentee voter experience, the vigilant pollwatchers at SFist Jon's voting place, and how non-citizen SFist Ced wants to participate in the American Experience after the jump! And staffers and readers, share your voting experiences in the comments as you come back. (Did anyone get exit-polled? We never get exit polled.)

San Francisco's favorite but least read Q&A columnist, the Essefficist, answers questions about simple math, bay windows, and the Transbay Terminal.

We've crashed the SFMoma Tenth Anniversary. We've crashed an East Bay Rats party. Last Friday, we crashed the nerdiest party ever, and we loved it. Not just because of all the free goodness from Google. But because geeks love nerds, even if we can't understand what the hell they're talking about.

A weekly tirade against all things sober by your humble barrespondent, Drew.