After news came out that Gavin gave a proclamation for a gay porn studio, it was soon revealed that apparently nobody was paying attention to the city's process of issuing proclamations. So SFist did some digging around and discovered that in the past few years, we have issued these proclamations: ...

Yeah, we know. It's a Monday. And not just any Monday, but the five-year anniversary of That Day with all the attendant beating over the head that comes with it. So to cheer you up, dear readers, SFist presents to you, the Holy Grail of awesome music videos-- Journey's "Separate Ways." ...

Hope y'all had a Merry Fitzmas. -After the umpteenth and fifth non-sell-out, the Oakland Raiders "brain-trust" have started to think that maybe all their ticket trouble could have something to do with the fact that a lot of people are kind of afraid about going to Raiders games. After all, Raiders fans have a reputation for being a little on the dangerous side. Some would even say drunken hooligans who like to beat the......

Sure, every Tom, Dick, or Harry Celebrity has a blog these days. Hell, Paris Hilton is even doing Pod casting. But that still doesn't mean it isn't a thrill when we stumble upon a blog of one of our favorite celebrities. And not just any celebrity, but Mr. "Don’t Stop Believing" Himself- the one, the only Steve Perry. Sure, he doesn't post that much, but this is the man who wrote "Patiently." The man who gave us our feature header "When the Lights Go Down in the City." The man probably responsible for more groping at high school dances than anyone except maybe the guys in Led Zeppelin or Boys 2 Men. In other words, give the man a break people. Hasn't he done enough for us? Luckily for us, Mr. Steve Perry himself was kind enough to "have a conversation with us" in honor of us featuring his blog for Bay Blogger Thursday (our, in our case, Bay Blogger Late Thursday Night). And remember we kid because we love. Seriously. ...

...drunk! Last week's winner: the The Guardian. Muni fare hike, rrrrgh! The Guardian shakes its fist at you. Arlene Ackerman writes a defensive letter ("I have never claimed to be perfect and my staff and I make missteps like any other human beings." Nothing good can follow that statement.) Local politics: why isn't a sports agent attorney being prosecuted for stealing money from his client? (answer: well-connected). Burning Man, part 15 of a 78-part series. Cover article: Feel-bad romantic comedies. And Inside Deep Throat: the ultimate That's 70s Show. SF Weekly: We raced through the letters and Matt Smith so we could take the "Are you an apologist for Chris Daly?" quiz. God, this is So Fricken Good. We scored: "Please make this guy the next president of the Board of Supervisors. My TiVo would never be the same." Ladies, order your Mrs. Chris Daly t-shirts now! Cover article: Sweet Jesus, can this issue get any better? The cover article is about Journey!! Steve Perry is totally the emo-est singer alive. Meredith Brody sniffs disdainfully at the food at the Scharffen Berger café. Conor Oberst, making a run for Steve Perry's title. The clubs columnist goes to the Zeitgeist to think about Metallica. Savage Love: cancer survivor wants to have an affair, does kidney stone medication affect semen, and a complicated letter involving gurneys in Canada that we don't really quite understand. Don't stop believin', after the jump. ...

We're too busy rocking out to Journey and finishing up our movie reviews for IndieFest to spend a lot of time on this post, so it will be link-heavy and commentary-light. Also because we feel dirty for highlighting ourselves last week -- look, we've been on fire lately, but it's because we're cheating. We lost our day job, and have had time to actually get out during the day. We know, it's crazy. Buy......

When we were younger, so much younger than today, we had a hate/hate relationship with the band Journey, probably caused by all those eighth grade dances we went to where the DJ would play “Open Arms” and we'd circle around and around the dance floor trying to summon up the courage to ask someone to dance while all the couples made out in the corner. Since then, we’ve evolved from a love/hate relationship to a......