SFist reader/commenter Tendernob kindly sent this find our way:
SFist Finds: Vintage Muni Transfer
Back in the Day... Like, Two Centuries Back
We were walking through the Cow Palace the other day -- that giant warehouse-ish building, way south of the Mission, where they have rodeos and exhibitions and stuff -- when who should walk past us but a tall man with an ivy wreath on his head, luxuriant flowing white hair, and majestic robes. He was holding by the arm a small, whimpering man in a dressing gown, and he was saying something like, "look, Ebeneezer, at all these holiday revelers," or whatever.
SFist Watches: Whodunnit TV
SFist celebrated a birthday yesterday and was unable to post. Apologies. But the little gap in posting also gave us time to think some about the current state of television, and the conclusion we came to? We need more "Whodunnit?" "He dunnit!" "Howdya know he dunnit?" "'Cause I'm super-smart, that's how!" shows.

