For your viewing pleasure, some footage of yesterday's pillow fight. Was it fun? We couldn't make it. We were busy getting drunk, eating KFC, and watching The Joy Luck Club. Also, we like the guy who goes in for the kill at the very end. Yipes. (And for images of yesterday's feathery melee, follow the jump.) Footage credit: YouTube's kapshure......

It's the first Thursday of the month, the official "wine and cheese chaser" day to descend on downtown art galleries and people watch. A couple of highlights of tonight's receptions: ARTworkSF (49 Geary St., 2nd Floor) presents (sub) text: coded and deconstructedlanguage, curated by Matt McKinley and featuring three Bay Area artists, Maggie Malloy, Eric Bohr,and Judith Miller. In paintings and mixed media works, the artists demonstrate how each non-verbally communicates both message and meaning--the......

We eat more vegetables than normal people. We've almost completely cut out starches from our diet over the past year, substituting an extra portion of vegetables in each meal. We're not totally successful at it, because sometimes you can't control what other people make for you, or the situation you find yourself in at restaurants. (When your boss has you down for sushi for a business lunch, you have sushi, which means rice. We......

This week we're two-timing (double teaming? Why does everything sound so dirty?) an online reserve and a book from one of our fine local independent bookstores. See our two picks after the jump, but first see what other, less fickle Fisters have on their nightstands: Wearing his Trimethyldioxypurist hat (and inspired by his recent conversation with the Shot's Greg Sherwin), SFist Jer is furthering his coffee education with Corby Kummer's excellent and informative The Joy......

Maybe, like us, you weren't lucky enough to catch the Frameline screening of Joy of Life last month. But fear not: this Monday (the eleventh), Jenni Olson's narrative-documentary-ish film premiers at the Castro, and plays until the fourteenth. It's hard to pin The Joy of Life down to any one genre of film; it consists of contemplative footage of San Francisco, accompanied by a calm voiceover, reading what sound like diary entries about dyke......

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