Here at SFist, we have a general editorial policy of opposing everything; but we've looked, and there's just very little to dislike about "Family Appreciation Day." Except maybe the logo. Seriously, what font is that? It looks like something from a used car dealership. But aside from that, it's actually a pretty cool initative. Which is probably why Gavin's trying to take credit for it, as if he has now personally kissed every baby......

What does SF Opera music director Donald Runnicles do when he's not conducting Wagner at the War Memorial Opera House? He's conducting Wagner in London. What does SF Symphony music director Michael Tilson Thomas do when he's not conducting Mahler at Davies Symphony Hall? You guessed it: he's conducting Mahler in London. We knew that addicts to Mahler or Wagner existed. But to think that they live in our own backyard? Well, that's just spooky.......

Hey, if you haven't looked lately, get a load of "our" new job board! (It's actually maintained for us by JobThread.com -- thanks JobThread!) We've recently merged the board with Valleywag, a website about, uh, dog ownership or something. Valleywag's readers match closely with SFist's, in that they live in roughly similar Dominant Marketing Areas; so we're glad to hook our wagon to theirs. The practical upshot for you: now there's even more openings......

Week Around The -Ists...

We used to live in the Cole Valley (well, technically it was Upper Haight but nobody likes to admit they live in Upper Haight) and during the weekend’s almost every drive way had a car parked in it, especially at night when everyone went out and about in the neighborhood. One night, around midnight, one of our crazy neighbors came home only to find a car parked in her driveway, blocking her from parking her own car in her very own garage. So she started screaming at the top of her lungs about how she can't get into her garage and how she's going to kill whomever parked the car in her driveway and how they spend all this money to have a garage and how they’re tired and not healthy and how they were going to get the car towed unless somebody came down. After about five minutes of screaming, somebody sheepishly went down to move their car. Crisis averted. ...

We interrupt our sports coverage to give you this story. It's maybe not a local story, but we're sure it's of local interest. In fact, it's of national interest because it's just that good. And here it is: Dick Cheney's daughter, Mary, is pregnant. You know, Dick Cheney's lesbian daughter (oh wait, are we allowed to say that? When John Kerry did, he got taken to the cleaners for outing somebody who was already out). The one who has had a longtime partner that gets hidden every time Mary is out doing some sort of political thingy. Yep, she's pregnant. Dick Cheney's granddaughter is going to have two mommies. ...

-It looks like visitors to the Wharf will have to go somewhere else to buy their dope as the San Francisco Planning Commission voted 4-2 against it being allowed on the Wharf. Whatever you may think about the issue, you have to feel for the guy behind the dispensary, Kevin Reed, who is now 0-2 on pot clubs and has probably kissed plenty pretty, pretty pennies away. The argument that won the day came from neighbors of the club who feared what it would do to the neighborhood and business owners who feared it would scare off tourists. In what will probably be par for the course whenever these things get debated, the opposition was made up of people who live in the neighborhood and the supporters were made up of people who came from outside the neighborhood. The people who came in support of the pot club are apparently the only people in San Francisco who don't know how to score dope. Anyways, this whole medicinal marijuana thing is turning into one of those things where everybody supports it the thing, just not where they live. ...

very once in awhile, we like to visit the other side as it were and cruise through the world of conservative blogs. Oh, the fun one can have at gawking at the alternate reality they live in, where the Stones, the Who and the Sex Pistols are stalwart conservative rockers, where Global Warming is some paranoid hysteria dreamed up by a bunch of tree huggers, and our President is a Great American Hero. Lately, we've discovered that their newest object of wrath is Google. Why? Because you know how Google always comes up with those cute little icons on holidays that they paste on their page? Well, they had no icon for Memorial Day. ...

Congratulations, Supervisor Bevan Dufty and Rebecca Goldfader! They're expecting a baby in October. "Wait a minute!" you say. "Isn't Dufty gay?" And those of you who go to the Menlo Clinic or take her pilates classes might also be thinking, "And isn't Rebecca a lesbian?" Well, sure -- Dufty and Goldfader are what the Bay Area Reporter calls an "opposite-sex gay couple," who've committed to a relationship where they both date other people (though neither of them is seeing anyone right now) but will rely on each other for support and to raise their child. The whole thing sounds vaguely sitcommy -- Goldfader and Dufty met at the Gold's Gym, where both of them were taking step aerobics classes. (Grapevine!) They've been trying since 2004, when they hired a gay male midwife to do the inseminations, and both of them giggle about the tremendous effort Dufty was putting in to get his sperm samples. "Sometimes he would come out of the bathroom sweating!" They're thinking about getting a duplex and live on separate floors -- but Dufty has to make sure any house they buy is in District 8 (the famously expensive Castro and Noe Valley district) so he can run for reelection in November. We can't wait for the wacky episode where the babysitter Goldfader hires turns out to be an ex- of Dufty's, culminating in some kind of pratfall at the Board of Supervisors meeting that night. The proud papa to your right....

It's like the 49 Mile Drive, only with squealing tires! Around midnight Saturday morning, cops reported to a double shooting on Mission and 18th Street, only to see a Honda peeling away. The cops put on the woo-oooh woo-oooh sirens and set chase, but lost him near Alameda and Utah. Other cops then found him and chased the guy all the way down to SoMA, where the suspect crashed the car at Fourth and Bryant.......

Though they didn't get to host Jonny Moseley's birthday party, Potrero Hill still rocks and the Potrero Hill Neighborhood House (NABE) is doing good work. Right now, they're rocking the Neighbors for the NABE campaign. The Potrero Hill Neighborhood House (known as the NABE to community members) is a multi-purpose, multi-generational community center in continuous operation for nearly a century. It's mission is to serve those in need from the "cradle to the grave" with an emphasis on youth and education. People helping people right where they live is the idea and it's a great one that SFist can get behind. Their programs help people of all ages from Potrero Hill, Visitation Valley, the Mission and Bay View Hunters Point. Most of the programs help youth from low-income families. They're looking to raise a pretty modest $100,000 and so far are just under 50% of their goal. Please consider sending them some money to help them meet their goal and keep providing these valuable programs and services. With city budget cuts, some of them are in trouble. If you want something for your money, they're holding a raffle as well. ...