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In an attempt to make protesting -- and cheering, we suppose -- easy, the mayor's office has unveiled the route of the Olympic torch as it makes its way through *ahem* the city. Included in the article is a link-happy sidebar discussing the problems residents have with the Olympic torch running through our fair city.

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C.W. Nevius continues his Homeless Encampment 2007 Tour with a visit to Corona Heights. His verdict? Not so good. He found twenty possible separate campsites as well as broken bottles and needles. Neighbors let it be known that the ever-popular "human feces" could also be added to the list. To make matters worse, there's a school, the Rocky Mountain Participation Nursery School, at the bottom of the hill and, well, won't somebody think of the children?

E to the Dizzo, J to the Ew-wo -- not guilty, we gots to feel him! Ed Jew, in an American flag tie, appeared in state criminal court today and pled not guilty to the charges of lying about his residency, but not before waving at and hugging members of a 100-deep cheering crowd outside the courthouse.

-- 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] --...

Due to a betrayal by TiVo, which decided we'd rather watch a rerun of "My Name Is Earl" than "Survivor: Fiji" we had to try and watch the first 20 minutes of last week's episode online. Which isn't so bad normally, but we had a very finicky connection that would freeze every few seconds and tell us the video was loading....80%.....and play...and freeze....and loading....66%...85%...90%...and play...and freeze....and loading....67%....and then we slammed our heads against the wall and said "Screw it!" So, you won't get to read about how the first challenge went. Like anyone besides us really cares.

Previously on "Survivor: Fiji" we lost one of our locals when Sylvia was voted off the island. It's all up to Yau-Man now! (In other news, there's not a single local gal competing in this season of "America's Next Top Model," and that disappoints us greatly.)

There's something for everyone in the city tonight. If you want to hear pop rhymes from a new UK export, Popscene presents Lily Allen with Guest DJ Mark Ronson at 330 Ritch. For some glam-cabaret, see The Dresden Dolls and The Red Paintings at Bimbo's for the first of two nights. The National play grim indie rock at Great American. The naughty locals in Luxxury have a sultry CD release at Bottom of the hill with Thunderbirds Are Now (note that You Say Party We Say Die had to cancel after they couldn't get past the border). At Slim's you can hear some weather-worn and weary indie folk when Rocky Votolato and William Elliot Whitmore open for Lucero.

Even though we are way way past school age, we still get a little melancholy at the close of summer. Fortunately, our friends across the -ist network know that the shenanigans don't need to end just because the big yellow buses are back on the roads. So, grab your sunscreen and your favorite hangover cure, as we take a tour of end of summer fun from -ist cities all over the damn place.

Yep, this week there's only one pick, but don't worry, she'll satisfy you.

that we want to kill anyone and everyone that makes a "something on a something" joke. But then we realized that there was no way we could ever win this fight, and, hell, if you can't beat them, we might as well join them. And with that, you have the theme of this weeks' Gothamist network post.

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.

In training for the first ever pillow fight club at Justin Herman Plaza yesterday evening, we upped our protein intake and worked on our cardio and conditioning. We honestly did not know what to expect, all we knew is that we didn't want to be out of breath, like so many laps around the school yard we completed in elementary school.

Beth Spotswood pops ten questions for Gavin Newsom, and we want answers. Speaking of interviews, Shout Magazine raps with local MC Paris. And a crop of top local writers weigh in on the JT Leroy fracas, including Thomas Roche, Mark Pritchard and our own SFist Violet.

Saturday: We're heading over to Oakland's Parkway Theater for the midnight & Live Stage Show. The movie plays on the big screen, and the cast from Barely Legal performs it on stage. It's a multi-media extravaganza!

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.

Our man on the PNW sport beat, Seattlest Seth, has a modest proposal that could be just the thing to turn around the fortunes of the Golden State Warriors, and it has nothing to do with hiring some egghead from Stanford as coach. Chris Tomasson of the Rocky Mountain News in Denver is publishing a series of articles in an 'expose' about marijuana use in the NBA. Apparently, basketball players like to smoke pot! Well, who doesn't, really. But here in California, you can get a prescription. Seattlest Seth has the perfect solution:

Being Jewish, we made our peace with not celebrating the holidays a long time ago. Frankly, it’s kind of fun to be around the city during Christmas- there’s nobody around and it’s all sorts of peacefull and quiet. Best part of the holidays is that since nobody is around, if you feel like not wanting to do anything for three days other than lie around in your underwear eating nachos and watching football (or, in the case of this weekend, basketball, as the big Christmas Day basketball games are the Kobe/Shaq grudge-fest and the first Pacers/Pistons game since the brawl. Will Shaq smack Kobe? Will the Pacers/Pistons game erupt into another “Slap Shot” like brawl? Or will it turn into one big Christmas movie where everyone spontaneously bursts into a rendition of “Silent Night”?) you can.

Now, this is what we're talking about. This is the week in which truly something kick-ass is released, the DVD we've been dying to have for our collection since we plunked down the $200 bucks five years ago for one of these DVD player-type-thingies and thought it was a bargain- the Top Gun Special Collector's Edition. Could it get any more awesomer? Oh yeah, there's also Tom Cruise bucking for an Oscar, Will Smith trying to score a hit during his self-proclaimed "Willenium," and Rocky vs. Clubber Lang. Not to mention the special edition of Return of the King. It's just enough to say that this week is supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!

SFist doesn't know why were on the animal experimentation tip so heavy. May have something to do with the intersection of the biotech industry and animal rights activism.