"Inside the ice cave" by Darwin Bell, who was just up in Tahoe, where he captured the above shot. Local mountains, by the way,are covered in snow. So this is the weekend to, like, go sledding and stuff.
"Inside the ice cave" by Darwin Bell, who was just up in Tahoe, where he captured the above shot. Local mountains, by the way,are covered in snow. So this is the weekend to, like, go sledding and stuff.
It looks like it snowed right here in San Francisco yesterday and last night. Can you believe it? According to reports the snow was white, fluffy, and cold to the touch.
Bundle up, folks. The entire Bay Area is expected to freeze over starting tomorrow. In addition to the anticipated rainfall and ninth-circle-of-hell cold weather, the weather service suggests that that snow levels could drop "as low as 2,000 feet on Saturday and Sunday and possibly as low as 1,500 feet by Monday." That is to say, areas in the Santa Cruz Mountains and the North Bay hills could be affected by snowfall, so anticipate road closures. Check back at Weather Underground throughout the weekend for up to the second forecasts. (Temperatures could dip as low as the high 30s. God help us all.)
Ride your bike at the San Francisco Zoo without fear of ejection or arrest on the BikeAbout tour.
Patrick Frost, 35, and Christopher Gerwig, 32, of San Francisco are still nowhere to be found since reported missing since reported missing last Saturday night at Alpine Meadows, just north of Lake Tahoe. Described as "expert skiers," Frost and Gerwig were last seen on Saturday morning at an Alpine Meadows bar "listening to advice about different outlying areas to ski."
Surely looking to turn us all into latter-career, Catalina-vacationing Natalie Woods, it looks like the rain will fall down (and wake our dreams) and won't stop until god knows when. Flooding, high winds, high tides, airport delays, glacial weather, and mass hysteria are all expected to bring us some mid-winter cheer.
Yesterday's near perfect weather is now but a sepia-toned memory. Reports of a strange, icy substance, often referred to as "snow," is falling on Mount Diablo, Mount Hamilton in Santa Clara County, Mount Hamilton, and (any minute now) Mount Tam. It's also blanketing the eerie Santa Cruz Mountains, resulting in the closure of Highway 9. It looks like many of you will have to take Highway 17. If you dare.
(Look at us, getting all PETA on you with that headline. Gross.)
What with last week's and (and presumably this week's) manic storm activity, John Vlahides at 71Miles reports that this week is week to play hooky. Reporting that the Sierra Crest is "dumping over ten feet of feather-light snow," why not take a day or three off of work to head up to higher altitudes and frolic in the cold?
Can you believe it's been a year since James Kim died in the Oregon mountains? We're very sorry to pass along the news that another Northern California family is missing in what we're hoping is not going to be another family holiday tragedy story.
SFist interviews Kenneth Ryan, Prop Master of the San Francisco Ballet
Let's hope no oil tankers crash into the Bay Bridge this week -- Gavin's out of town again, this time bundled up for snow as he campaigns for Hillary Clinton in Iowa. Not quite as temperate in the middle of the country right now as it was in his last two vacation spots this month -- guess Gavin still owes the Clintons for backing him in 2003 against non-Democrat Matt Gonzalez, huh?
Reporting from the snow-dappled streets of Chicago, it's your American Football Spectacular preview for this Saturday night's battle at The Stick as The Queen City's feline football franchise comes to town.

Three square meals a day is finished. Heartiness plunged to its death from the Golden Gate Bridge. The entree, sadly, is dead. At least according Kim Severson of the New York Times it is, and we couldn't be more delighted. The article interviews chef Tom Colicchio who says, "I think the entree has been in trouble for a long time...[e]ating an entree is too many bites of one thing, and it’s boring."
Image credit: Telstar Logistics
By day he's an Alight Electric employee. By night? A Ford F-350 Super Duty hero. It seems that last night on the Golden Gate Bridge, John Beatty of Mill Valley saved the day, so to speak, after noticing a woman unconscious in her Jeep, moving into oncoming traffic. At around 6:50 p.m., Sylvia Durrance, 62, came to a stop while driving southbound in the No. 2 lane. She appeared lifeless, her body slumped over...
It seems that Travis has been declared the band "that paved the way for bands such as Coldplay, Keane and Snow Patrol." We are very thankful for this (as the three aforementioned bands are some of our favorites) but we are confused. Why is it that more people know those bands, but not the trailblazer, Travis?
The loss of Simone in last week's episode of "Project Runway" leaves us with one local left to root for. (Although as Rita pointed out in her recap of the show, Jack went to U.C. Berkeley, so that kind of counts. But we'll see how well Chris does before we set our sights on him...)
In Los Angeles, LAist most definitely celebrated Thanksgiving like no other. After all, one has to keep up all the energy to keep on walking the line at the Writers Strike and fighting the unfortunate return of the wildfires in Malibu, which single handedly destroyed over fifty homes within the first 24 hours. National outlets may be covering the fires, but CNN also found it is easier to buy a gun than fruit and veggies in South Central. On the entertainment front, the Red Hot Chili Peppers are suing Showtime over the show titled Californication and Rami Kashou of Project Runway chatted with LAist about his Palestinian heritage and, of course, designing beauty.
The Arcade Fire came through Mountain View's Shoreline Amphitheatre last Friday. We have the pictures to prove this. A suddenly-rather-popular independent rock band, it's surprising that this little-group-that-could is suddenly playing arena-size venues.
Photo of Christmas goods on sale in mid-September in San Francisco
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While it's no longer the biggest secret that on Craigslist, and elsewhere on l'Internet, the hapless verb "to ski" has become synonymous with "to do fresh, energizing, powdery lines of flake." In order to steer clear from the fuzz, "skiing" is the operative word. But aside from the stuff looking similar to fallen snow, La Cieca from the opera site Parterre, of all places, found this clip that possibly proves how "skiing" and "skiiiiiiing" met.
Week Around The -Ists
Yay, Tapioca Ed! We're counting down the days until he's scheduled to get back! (5 days to go.)
After games like last night, Sports Talk radio can kind of be essential listening. Misery loves company after all and there's a lot of misery out there in Giants Land. Yes, the baseball season is 162 games so one loss don't amount to a hill of beans in this crazy world but sometimes one game means more than others. Like last night's game.
We knew very little about the SF Int'l Film Fest's Private Fears in Public Places but were intrigued by the title. Turns out the play is based on an English play by the same name (which explains the British subtitles), and the French movie is actually called “Coeurs” or “Hearts,” which is definitely not as good of a title.