Results tagged “nudity”

Oh, the zany things that happen north of San Francisco. And by "zany," we mean "methy." Presumably. Take, for example, a naked man who "ran up and down Lemur Street in west Santa Rosa, breaking into homes Saturday night before being chased back into his own house by a group of teenagers wielding a baseball bat."

       

Nudity and cycling clashed at yesterday's monthly Critical Mass. Plug1 of What I'm Seeing snapped these choice images, some of them drastically NSFW. (Warning: nudity)

San Francisco Supervisor Ross Mirkarimi spoke to Matier & Ross about the new Bay to Breakers rules, telling them that "there is no reason to go this far ... Nudity and floats are part of the spirit of the race." (Does this mean we will get to see Mirkarimi unleashing his stuff come May? One can only hope so.) Mirkarimi district includes much of the B2B route. And while he's pro-nudity, Mirkarimi tells M&R that the booze ban is "probably here to stay." An anti-Bay 2 Breakers rally is scheduled to shake up the squares at City Hall on Thursday at noon 11:30 a.m.

According to an angry missive from the fine folks over at SoMa's DNA Lounge, the California Department of Alcoholic Beverage Control is trying to put them permanently out of business. It seems the buzz kills have accused them of "running a disorderly house injurious to the public welfare and morals", and are trying to revoke their liquor license, which would put them out of business.

Since more people have taken the time to air their disapproval (7000+ on one Facebook page alone, according to SFCitizen) of ING’s new rules for the Bay to Breakers race than have registered for the race itself, a rally at City Hall will take place on Thursday to add even more fuel to the fire. (God forbid SFist should tell you how to prioritize your battles, San Francisco. But, a rally to keep public pissing, nudity and drinking in a race? Really? Huh.) Citizens for the Preservation of Bay2Breakers will hold a press conference this Thursday at noon at City Hall. Not sure where Supervisor Ross Mirkarimi stands on this issue or if he plans of making an appearance at Thursday's rally. Word on the street is that he thinks ING went too far/overreacted to last year's problems.

                           

Yesterday's Up Your Alley Fair is what the Folsom Street Fair used to be before all the tourists pushing baby strollers started showing up. More than 8,000 leather daddies -- and as many as perhaps a dozen biological women -- braved the cold fog wearing little more than a gimp mask and a smile to benefit PAWS, the AIDS Emergency Fund, and others. We tried to limit the amount of naked penis visible in these shots, but in that kind of environment there's only so much a photographer can do. The fully-lubed, unexpurgated photoset can be can be found at DJTennessee's flickr page, as well as a few over at Nature abhors a vacuum.

We've received a few curt emails this afternoon, upset over our use of the image in "Strip Club Etiquette: De-tipping?" Sexy, no? But It seems if we post a female form that's neither a tweaked out, Nair-estranged Burning Man girl, nor a zaftig, of-a-certain age Codepink protester, many of you dear readers get all aflutter. (PS, though, we thank you for sending us personal email on off-topic discussions such as this.)

You know you've made it in San Francisco as a marginalized group when you start getting in fights with other marginalized groups -- so a local bisexual advocacy/social group is under fire for their policies excluding certain transgender persons.

If the prospect of watching a gay pride parade on television thrills you, you'd better have cable -- because KRON, which has previously broadcast the parade over the air on channel 4, is this year bumping their coverage all the way up to Comcast's channel 99. KRON's broadcast license is up for renewal, see, and the chance of losing it over something unexpected during the parade is just too great. (You can read a highlarious lover's spat about it on our "contribute" page -- hey, folks, you know you can argue much more effectively in the SFist forums, right?)

--Spot (at least) four problems with this picture! [zippy_monster on Flickr, from the SFist Flickr stream.]

We're (sort of) proud to admit we used to play in a youth orchestra ourselves, in our misbegotten youth. Oh, the drama! The miserable attempts to rise in the ranks of the seating chart, the sinking realization that you're two pages behind the rest of the string section in the music, the haughty unfriendliness of the principal trumpet player and his bevy of giggling flautists..... oh, it takes us back.

Security is a "top priority" for tomorrow's Mausoleum Party, hosted by the Stanford frats. You gotta love an article that starts with the splash headline "Police: Stanford not the place to go for free beer on weekends." As one officer tells the Stanford Daily, "I’ve had experiences where a high-school student from Palo Alto has gotten a hold of a Stanford ID card, made copies of it and put it over their own ID. Then, before you know it, we have 42 kids presenting cards that say they are Susie Smith.” Go Susie, go!

Breaking the law, breaking the law We -ist folks love us some crime, and no misdemeanor is too petty for a post on any of our sites. This week, join us for a rogues' gallery of miscreants major, minor, and alleged.

SFist interviews Barb Traub, author of "Desert to Dream: A Decade of Burning Man Photography"

Theater about technology about theater, sexy performance art with a message and more theater about theater.

Even as the stores sport back to school sales (which depress us, even now), summer lingers on your friends the -ists. This week's collection of links provides some of the best, worst, and oddest bits of summer fun. So, bring your laptop up onto the roof, make yourself an umbrella drink or ten, and enjoy this week's choice posts from across the Gothamist network.

Are you on the hunt for a local slice of Burning Man? You're in luck. Tomorrow, the Duck Pond Crew is offering up Burn-style fun in Dolores Park.

There's always a lull in touring during the late summer, perhaps because most other cities in the U.S. are experiencing temperatures in the triple digits and that’s not the best climate for when you pop a tire on your Econovan and have to wait on the side of the highway for roadside assistance. But some brave musicians soldier on to bring the rock to us, grabbing some respite in San Francisco’s chilly summer nights.

More nonsense from the world of videogames: the best-selling game of the moment is Bethesda Softworks' epic role-playing game . That popularity has made it a target for modders and, now, opportunistic politicians.

We first heard about , when Bruce Fletcher, the Fest's director of programming, excitedly announced to us that it was his "new favorite movie."

SFist was recently contacted by local artist Alyssa Morgan, who had an interesting story to tell -- apparently, she had been contracted to provide art for the grand opening of John Colins, a new bar in SOMA. Throughout the creation process a member of the bar's ownership team viewed the art, but once delivered to the bar the art remained for only one evening.

Thanks to Friend of SFist Min Jung Kim (who wrote an awesome essay on blogging recently), we had ringside seats for the Carnaval Parade. We gorged ourselves on photographs, and even busted out the cellphone to record some of the great bands. There were representatives from, oh, five or six continents on hand, all tied together by a spirit of celebration. The nearly nude (and in one case completely nude save for some creative work with acrylic paints) dancers certainly didn't hurt. That said, this was actually the least nudity we'd ever seen at a San Francisco street fair of this magnitude. But Frank Chu was there, so you know it was hott.

In Sunday's Chron, Ray Ratto had a pretty funny little piece about all the obstacles the 49ers, and A's, face in getting a new stadium built. In it, Ratto turned the challenge into a board game you can play at home. Land on the "Board of Supervisors," for instance and you're told that you will "lose five hours of your life while they argue about what kind of plants to put in the stadium foyer and which gardening service should water them." But while Ratto mentioned all the usual problems, he never mentioned the difficulties the Niners might face when an extremely politically incorrect training video that makes fun of the Mayor mysteriously shows up in Matier & Ross' in-box. Also in the video are lesbian scenes. Not to mention ethnic jokes, gay marriage jokes, gay prison sex jokes, lots of nudity, and all sorts of other goodies. Aye carumba!

Saturday morning, around 7am, a line started forming outside the Metreon to see British playwright Tom Stoppard's new film, based on a late-70s film by a young experimental filmmaker from USC. By 9:30, the line stretched down around Jillians and up over the stairs, spilling into Yerba Buena Gardens -- about 1,500 people were estimated present. But these were small-scale nerds, not the type who camp out for weeks; as employees of the LucasFilm machine, they were all being treated to a special sneak preview of the movie that represents a final curtain call for the Star Wars films. And we were lucky enough to get scooted into the theater with them, thanks to our uncanny knack for sleeping with just the right person.

So good luck dealing with any state agencies tomorrow -- they'll be shut down in observance of Cesar Chavez Day (though that could all change if the Governator has his way). So if you just have to find State Comptroller Steve Westly, he'll probably be sipping cocktails at the 19th Green somewhere -- we mean, uh, reflecting upon and honoring the life of one of America's greatest folk heros on what would be his 78th birthday. However, if you really want to pester Barbara Lee, she'll be the Grand Marshall at the Cesar Chavez Day Parade on Sunday. Featuring music by Caminante, Bayonics, Los Mocosos, Jorge Santana and Bandido, as well as food, arts and crafts, it starts at 11:00am at Justin Herman Plaza and will begin down Market to Civic Center Plaza at noon. Feliz Cumpleaños, Cesar! Si se puede!

Postcards From Buster is about Buster's adventures travelling to real places and meeting real people. And no, we don't think it's because he should have made a left at Albuquerque, it's because he's trying to show all the kiddies out there all the different types of people and religions out there. Let's see Pokemon try and do that!

Of all the words that are likely to cross your mind when we say Marin, we are going to bet that "alternative" isn't at the top of the list. But check out the brand spanking new alterTheatre ensemble, which is offering a stripped down night of one-acts (get your pants back on, stripped down in a no-sets-and-lighting sense, not a full-frontal-nudity sense) entitled A Smorgasbord of Shorts, one of which is Stephen Belber's surprising and harsh Tape, which was made into a decent film with Ethan Hawke, Uma Thurman, and Robert Sean Leonard. One of the best parts about alterTheatre's show is the venue: Rocking Chairs 100%, a rocking chair store on 4th Street, downtown San Rafael's main drag. Yup, you get to enjoy the show and a glass of wine while reposing in one of an array of formidibly comfortable rocking chairs.