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With negotiations still going nowhere between JaMarcus Russell and the Raiders and the season about to begin, SFist brings you the Top 10 Things JaMarcus Russell Will be Doing this Weekend:

-- Brazilian Independence Day Celebration: Help celebrate Brazil's independence from Portugal by getting drunk, listening to master drummer Jorge Alabe, maybe doing a forbidden dance or two, and much more. The festivities start at 7 p.m. at Rhythmix Cultural Works, 2513 Blanding, Alameda; $15.

"Tales Of Mere Existence" By Levni R. Yilmaz Esq

http://www.peacheschrist.com/underground.html

I'm going to be premiering a new, very different "Tales" movie at the SF Underground Film Fest on Sept 1st at the Bridge Theatre. The show will be hosted by the Great Peaches Christ. This is almost always my fave show of the year. Details here: http://www.peacheschrist.com/underground.html

-- 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] --...

Aw, yeah! Though the Midnight Mass film series has ended, Peaches Christ isn't done with us yet. This Saturday, she opens the doors of the Bridge Theatre for one last midnight extravaganza, The San Francisco Underground Short Film Festival.

The summer, she goes so fast! It wasn't that long ago that we heralded the beginning of Peaches Christ's Midnight Mass film series, and here we are at the party's end.

will remind us. That's right, it's the year 2000, and the cool new sport is kill as many pedestrians and other drivers as possible (insert Muni joke here). Caine and Rocky star alongside Mary Woronov in this Queen B of thrillers.

at Midnight Mass, at the beautiful Bridge Theatre.

We're so pleased with ourselves for coming up with this other Us-Weekly-style tagline for Kimberly Guilfoyle's bump-belly watch! Baby splashdown date around September.

Renaissance-woman entertainer Peaches Christ topped our personal dream list of SFist interviewees since before we started the site, but (and we're not kidding about this) we've always been too starstruck and intimidated to actually approach her. That's right, we'll march boldly up to Gavin and say all sorts of stupid s**T, but PC left us shaking in our flip flops. Hey, at least we have our priorities straight!

Even though she once made fun of our blog's name (and who hasn't) we've always loved that lovable scamp, Peaches Christ. So we're pleased as punch to hear that the queen's finally hitting the big time with a performance tonight (one night only!) with the Upright Citizens Brigade in NYC. Yay Peaches!

Last week's winner, the Guardian: Gavin just wants to be able to park his cars downtown, guys! Congratulations, A.C. Thompson, for winning a Polk Award for your article about the deplorable conditions in SF public housing! Cover: This week in Steven Jones's ongoing Burning Man series -- Burning Man goes to Katrina. A review of 50 Cent's videogame, f/ the vocal talents of G-Unit, Dre, and Eminem. Get Rich Or Die Trying indeed. Someone yells at the Sonic Reducer to stop chewing her gum so loud at the Jeff Tweedy show. Email newsletter Books To Watch Out For, by the former publisher of the Feminist Bookstore News. We're signing up right now! And the newest restaurant at 22nd and Guerrero. The East Bay Express: A profile of the very busy doctor trying to recall Schwarzenegger. Goth-metal scapegoating in the Scott Dyleski trial. Cover article: Couples who buy houses instead of getting married. Peaches Christ went to Penn State? Go Nittany Lions! Ayelet Waldman's entertaining solipsism continues. Our secret boyfriend Rob Harvilla goes to the 107.7 Bone Rock Girl competition. Going all James Frey on Motley Crue's The Dirt. And SFist Eve is at the helm of her personal Starship Enterprise! Beam us up, SFist Eve! After the jump, the SF Weekly and the SJ Metro, and the Pick of the Week.

Is San Francisco ready for if not more than a bit fruity?) and tells the story of a bunch of boys running around and screaming at a Halloween Carnival in West Hollywood.

Have a grey suit? How about some cake make up? A red bow tie? If you do, then we recommend you turn out for tomorrow's Paul Reubens Day celebrations. That's right, fourteen years to the week after Paul was arrested in a Florida porn theater loving himself as much as we love him. Teaming up with the kids at the Center for Sex and Culture and San Francisco Superstar Peaches Christ, this year promises to be the biggest and best so far.

We are hopelessly addicted to Peaches Christ. The performer, filmmaker, movie curator, and cult mastermind is like San Francisco's own walking version of the Rocky Horror Picture Show: a strange, acerbic, glamorously aggressive drag queen protectress. Best known for her Midnight Mass series, her cable access show, and her occasional hosting of at Trannyshack, Ms. Christ (along with her dapper alter-ego, Joshua Grannell) has compiled four of her excellent horror films -- "Season of the Troll," "A Nightmare on Castro Street," "Whatever Happened to Peaches Christ," and "Grindhouse" -- and screened them Sunday night for a packed, frenzied crowd at the Castro.

We're awash in trannies! Frameline, San Francisco's annual GLBT film festival, has decided to highlight the "T" portion of the acronym this year, but there's still plenty of G, L, B, and P on the incredibly massive schedule. With 115 screenings, yikes that's a lot, between June 16 and 26, there's sure to be something for everyone. Including heterosexuals. If there really even is such a thing. Anyway, trust SFist to scurry about like a fey little fieldmouse, bringing you reviews and recaps of selected screenings throughout the fest. Programs we're covering include a slew of cartoons, a collection of Peaches Christ's best work, and yet another documentary about Tammy Faye, at which Lady Faye herself will be present.

Finally, our holiday film season begins. There are so many great movies opening this weekend that we don't know where to begin.

Because SFist is ready for simpler times, when perhaps the country wasn't shrill shades of read and blue, but rather a more velvety purple, we're quite excited about this weekend's Sing-a-Long Purple Rain in celebration of the film's 20th anniversary. Things get all Lake Minnetoka this Saturday at midnight, at the Bridge Theatre (3010 Geary at Blake, Inner Richmond). It's the last showing of the Midnight Mass movie series, a favorite of SFist Watches, and is hosted as usual by local sensation Peaches Christ. Bring a lighter and lacy, fingerless gloves.

Even if this weren't Halloween weekend, we'd be a litle bit psyched about seeing Saw, a violent and gory thriller starring The Dread Pirate Roberts and Detective Murtaugh. Meta comedy aside, this movie about genius serial killers and hand saws looks seriously creepy. Then again, the remake of The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (interestingly enough, the original is also referred to as "Saw" by ardent fans) also had a kick-a** trailer, and we all know how crummy that one was. We're willing to take our chances and make it our big budget pick of the week. You can catch it at any of our fine Bay Area metroplexes.

There are so many reasons why Team America: World Police is our big budget pick of the week. Let us count the ways: 1)Dude, puppets. Who f**k. Yeah. 2)That pompous ass Sean Penn is lampooned in the film. We already thought his performance in Mystic River approached brilliant self-parody, but this takes the extra step into genius. Finally, there's 3) Our sworn Nemesis Mick LaSalle who gives it an empty chair. Given that our (and we know we're not alone) long-standing motto is to believe exactly the opposite of whatever LaSalle writes, TAWP must be the greatest movie of all time. Did we mention the f**cking puppets? Anyway, you can catch it at any of our local metroplexes.