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The Tenderloin Housing Clinic's properties may be among the worst places in the city to live -- but hey, at least it's cheap! Jeff, the proprietor of the Bluoz blog, recently posted a slew of eviction notices, going back several years; and man, it ain't pretty. Knives, fistfights, spitting, floods and fires, a cleaver, an abandoned dog, ripped-up smoke alarms, garbage-hoarders, broken limbs, choking with a telephone cable, stabbings, and (most shockingly) hateful comments all make an appearance. In other words, it makes for a read. Curbed SF calls it "Jerry Springer" meets "The Wire."

With unseasonable weather descending upon much of North America, schools getting ready to reconvene, and sports seasons getting exciting, it's a busy time of year for us here in the Ist-A-Verse. Luckily, even with all the things we have to do, we still managed to get together to let you know what we've all been up to.

We're both flattered an saddened by our witty betters at Gawker -- flattered that they stole our idea to spotlight comments (not that we're especially innovative in doing so, but still); a little saddened that theirs is already so much better in its execution. Depressing, yet we soldier on, because many of your thoughts deserve to be read a second time. Here's this week's top 5.

Chicagoist is gearing up for this weekend's annual Air & Water Show along the lakefront. In what's becoming an annual tradition around there, staff member Todd McClamroch even got to fly with one of the participants. Chicagoist's decidedly opinionated readership was also appalled that one of their staffers found a popular local brewpub to be a great place to bring a kid. They also think that an unlikely activist for immigration rights should just take her medicine and offered their own suggestions to how the city should capitalize on the local music scene. And everyone thinks that a suggested tax on bottled water is a great idea.

Update: See Paul's comment below about why they had to do what they did, and what they're doing about it.

Here's a news flash for you: many of the people who live in the Tenderloin Housing Clinic have dispositions that are different from those who do not require assisted housing. In other words, people who are able to take care of themselves tend not to wind up in assisted housing; and those who are may find that they do not have much in common with the folks around them.

We've all had to deal with loud, bothersome neighbors moving in next door, right? Just imagine having the neighbors at the Seneca Hotel, operated by the Tenderloin Housing Clinic. The city supplies the THC with folks in need, and the clinic must oblige by providing housing, no matter how uncomfortable those folks might make the hotel's non-clinic residents. One such resident -- he moved in years ago, when it was just a normal hotel -- has set up a video blog to collect the awkward scenes by which he finds himself surrounded: shouting tenants, drug dealers, petty theft, all caught on tape. Is the clinic to blame? No way, says the clinic; while their blogging gadfly says yes, absolutely.

What is it with all the hapless criminals and would-be criminals in Fremont? We should do an all-Fremont edition of the Blotter one of these weeks. Well, today's Fremont Blotter entry involves an attempted robbery of a Quiznos by a man wearing a straw sombrero, sunglasses, and gloves. The man walked in, "simulated a handgun" under his sweatshirt, and asked for cash. The employees told the man they didn't know how to open the register without making a sale, and Mr. Sombrero, frustrated, left empty-handed (but full-hatted).

We were reading the Chron this morning and read up on their story about the planting of palm trees throughout the city. Let's just say right off we like palm trees. And let's just say that while we often find it kind of funny that we are planting palm trees in a city known for having tropical kind of days maybe once or twice a year, we still like the thought behind it. In fact, we think it's in a way, very San Francisco in that it shows our belief in being something reality says we're not but who cares? Anyways, while the story was mainly about the history of the trees and our determination to plant more of them, we couldn't happen to notice that there was some criticism of the trees mentioned in the story. One person brings up the fact that from an environmental standpoint, palm trees aren't exactly the best trees in that regards, or at least there are infinitely more trees that could do better. But it was this statement by Randy Shaw of the Tenderloin Housing Clinic that caught our attention. Randy complains that the trees are "are associated with upscale places like Miami Beach" and that the planting of them on 6th street, where many poor can be found, "sends the wrong message."

Our friend used to work as a counselor treating outpatients at a residential facility for treating people diagnosed with mental health problems and drug addiction. Sometimes her work required her to stay overnight, where she often slept on a couch at the facility. After a while, she began feeling itchy and developed a rash of spots. The problem? Likely, bedbugs -- little blood-sucking parasites that just love warm, sleeping people.

If you're wondering why there is a guerilla theater performance going on during your ride to work on the 14 Mission tomorrow, it's because the Central City SRO Collabortive under the auspices of the Tenderloin Housing Clinic will be staging direct-action protests on busses during the morning commute to galvanize MUNI riders and hopefully encourage folks to press the Board of Supervisors to amend the MTA's proposed budget. From the press release:

Note to Selves: next time we try and get one of our buddies elected to run a commission, don't attack an entire sex. Two weeks after the infamous meeting of the Building Inspector Commission in which Gavin's candidate Amy Lee was attacked for being female and pregnant, the Commission voted 4-3 to install Lee as the Head of the Department of Building Inspectors. The 3 ½ hour hearing was as fun as the previous one as it included members of the commission attacking each other, women's rights groups testifying in defense of Lee, and a whole parade of women testifying that the RBA really does love their women. The whole thing moved Monique Moyer, the head of the Port Department, to say that the hearing "has made a farce of our great city and of our departments." Made a farce? This city has passed farce years ago. We’re post-farce. Anyhoo, at the end of the hearing, defeated head of the Residential Building Association, Joe O'Donoghue, told the Commission "you're all just a bunch of political hacks, but not very bright ones at that." O'Donoghue also vowed to continue the fight by filing lawsuits against the Commission.