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It's our week up on the weekly-reading duties! Last week's winner from SFist Sarah L, the SF Weekly. A letter writer says: "While Matt [Gonzalez] may not be the next Picasso (but don't count him out)..." It doesn't matter what the rest of the letter says. The SF Fire Department gave a bad test. Cover article: We hate baby boomers and their dirty self-centered hippie ways. Carnivorous plants! Yay, the SFIFF! A flyer fell out of our Weekly advertising Netflix for porn. Meredith likes Maverick, and we thought SFist Ced's post on "Mission Accomplished" was his thoughts on the review! (That'd be an excellent title for the post about Maverick, which is on 17th and Mission.)). Dueling opinions on Wilco. The Yeah Yeah Yeahs are on the Spiderman 3 soundtrack? (from an ad.) And a man tickling his stepmother in Savage Love.

We're guessing most of you are hungover from St. Patrick's Day. We are too. But still, we're going to muddle on through our green haze and give you (drum roll please...) this Week In -ists.

Having the number one pick in the 2007 NFL Draft, that is. After losing horrifically to the Houston Texans 23-14 in a home game where the dauntless Raider Power Mullet defense limited Yoostun to 32 yards passing yards and still lost!

We've got some minicomics this week, some of which were written by locals. But this is a little awkward -- the best ones are by non-Sanfranciscans. WTF, local comics folk? Where is the local answer to a boy. That's what makes it so awkward.

Okay, we're sorry, but if you're not totally in love with we're going to have to fight you. Recommended highly by the froods at Isotope Comics as well as by us, It's the first of seven volumes chronicling the life and love of a 23-year old doofy-cute shyguy in Toronto, written and illustrated by Bryan Lee O'Malley. Scott's dating a mature high school girl, but his eye's been caught by a mysterious girl he's seen skating in his dreams; meanwhile his friends attend band practice (their band: "The Sex Bob-ombs") and cook bacon and live casual, friendly, just-like-you-and-me sorts of lives; they work, they drink, they party. The characters have a Joss-Whedony ability to be sensitive and sarcastic at the same time -- such as when Scott wakes up in the morning and says, "I wish I could turn into a morphing ball and roll to the bathroom from here, instead of having to stand up," and his ladyfriend replies, "I used to know a guy who could do that. He said it wasn't that great." But it's not all hipster navel-gazing; everyone in the Scott Pilgrim universe has an uncontrollable spontaneity, so just when you think you know what's coming next, two characters unexpectedly hook up or suddenly weild mystical powers to summon a flock of -- well, we don't want to ruin the f**king awesome ending for you. It's explodey enough for your edgy friends, and emo enough for your weepy ones, and at about $12 it would be a perfect purchase if there happened to be some kind of upcoming gift-giving holiday.

It was a good year, it was a bad year. Here's my list of the so-best parts of 2004, in no order at all. So-Best photo: I'm not a super big fan of Norah Jones or anything, and it has no SF connection whatsoever, but I've been dying for an excuse to use this picture for months now. (I like the letter Y just fine, though.) So-Best city hall trend: Rate this year in local politics triple-X! Sex, violence, and foul language: F-bombs dropping like bunker busters, groping at the Gettys, and hand-to-mouth pumping action -- and that's just for two branches of the local government! Throw in some sizzling-hott judicial/executive same-sex marrying action, fights galore, plushie love, vandalism, computer hackery, and those ever-present Asian fetishists (you just love them for their money), and phew, you'd definitely have to prove you were over 18 to get into this movie! So-Best blotter entry/b>: The pranksters who stole the bronze Hermes outside the University Club. Runner-up: The angry Texas Ranger throwing the chair at heckling Mr. Bueno and hitting his wife in the nose. So-Best commuter tale: This was back in April, back when SFist was just a twinkle in our publisher's eye -- but remember that dude who threatened to kill himself on the Bay Bridge and tied up traffic for thirteen hours? And then they proposed shooting a big Spiderman net under him? The highlight of your westbound commute. Runner-up: The Baby Bullet/BART hookup finally working out is saa-weeeeeet. It could only be better if it actually went at like 200 miles an hour so when you looked out the windows, things go all blurry. So-Best makeshift top 40 radio station: I'm still torn up about the death of Z95.7. But now that I've finally gotten MTV Hits from my cable company RCN and TiVo DVR and an ipod to go, I'm completely up to date. (Damn you, Max Martin, and your catchy new Kelly Clarkson tune.) Runner-up MTV Networks so-best: Have you seen the new VH1 Classic show The Alternative? So-Best things I've learned at sfist: How to reserve books at the Public Library. Who this band the Arcade Fire is. How many different crime movies and TV shows were set in San Francisco. And all these cool people I have the privilege of writing with (awwww). Keep reading in 2005!