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Oh sure, you scoffed. But the joke's on you, scoffy! A majority of commenters on an earlier post were of the opinion that the cautionary "Muni Stories" posters on the buses could not possibly be true, and must be the work of an ambitious hoaxer. There was disbelief that Muni would put up signs about, for example, a crazy man seizing control of the gas pedal -- the take-away being that a ride on Muni could kill you. Or how about the sign pictured at left, in which Central Control is unable to call an ambulance for a stricken rider. Death is everywhere!

We were so relieved when we ran into SFist Jim yesterday at the SF Symphony Dolores Park concert, because we knew his pictures would be so much better than ours! (His gorgeous shot is above; all we had on our camera were some blurry pictures of dog butts.)

Wednesday has 100 gmail invitations left! Tonight: Former SF firefighter Caroline Paul reads from her first novel, East Wind, Rain (about 1940s Hawaii), at Clean Well-Lighted. Paul wrote an acclaimed memoir of her time in the SFFD, called Fighting Fire, but what's also notable is that her identical twin sister is the actress Alexandra Paul from Baywatch. (Caroline is the Gay Twin in the picture to your right.) Thursday: We're never going to be done celebrating the 1906 quake! The Exploratorium and the SF Arts Commission are presenting a spoken word event with WritersCorp youth poets from Everett Middle School, who will read from their new collection Solid Ground, and create interactive poetry with the audience. 6-8 p.m., $13 adults, $10 students, $8 kids from 4-12. and Friday: It's not just Lotta's Fountain's centennial -- it's Samuel Beckett's too! Celebrate a century of cheerful Irish nihilism with the ACT and the Commonwealth Club as scholars discuss his work and then actors read some of Beckett's greatest hits. (Will Godot ever show up?) The big one-oh-oh kicks off at 5:30 at 415 Geary Street, and admission is free.

Once it's finished later this year, Octavia Boulevard -- that eastern-edge-of-the-Castro strip where once squatted a disused offramp -- will be a sort of lasting, permanent demonstration of SF's long-held disdain for urban interstates, as well as an ecologically friendly memorial to what was once a divisive highway. Meanwhile, The SF Arts Commission, The Black Rock Arts Foundation, and David Best are scurrying to erect a new structure on nearby Hayes Green that in a few months, if all goes according to plan, will leave the city with absolutely no discernable evidence of its ever having existed at all.