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This SFist was actually kind of excited about the chances of the college football programs around the Bay this season, with the Pac 10 looking wide open. Then Cal got whipped like cream by Tennessee, getting nothing from potential superstar Marshawn Lynch (whom we've been watching closely for years), while Stanford was creamed like butter by Oregon, saddling themselves from the start with a conference loss. So when we were asked to write a weekly college football column, our reason for accepting was rather cynical: "It certainly won't be hard for readers to find tickets on game day."

As part of its ongoing 10th anniversary celebration, local nonprofit indie publication Bitch Magazine is throwing a benefit silent auction this Friday, Sept. 8 at 6 p.m. at the Women's Building (18th St. between Valencia and Guerrero). And we've got two tickets to give away!

SFist Reader Marivi sent this letter to District 5 Supervisor (and SFist partygoer) Ross Mirkarimi, and ccd us. As of yesterday, she has not recieved a response from Mirkarimi's office.* This SFist has never had the pleasure of riding Muni with children, and this letter really made us think about how difficult it must be. Have you had issues similar to Marivi's? What do you think of her suggestions? Let us know in the comments!

Dan Johnson of Burritophile wants to meet up at Taqueria El Castillito on Golden Gate Avenue, just a stone's throw away from City Hall. To us, this lends a lot of credibility to Dan and Co.'s Web-based burrito review service; one problem with your typical review site is you don't know how the staff's sensibilities mesh with yours. Cate Czerwinski, another editor at the site, joins us shortly after we ordered. She's actually the one who's behind the editorial review of El Castillito on the site; Cate gave it an 8 out of 10 overall. If we weren't inclined to agree we could always post our own review on Burritophile--that's the point. Burritophile offers a good, expanding mix of reviews from site staff as well as anyone else who cares to give an opinion.

Saturday: The first time we went to the Asian Heritage Street Celebration, we'd just been so horrifyingly dumped that we were considering giving into (well-intentioned) familial pressure and moving back home. But then we walked down the street to the fest, and were reminded of so many of the things we love about the City. And here we remain! This year's Celebration (which runs from 11 a.m. to 6 p.m. on Irving between 20th and 29th Avenues) has the added bonus of hosting performances by 2004 American Idol finalist Jasmine Trias and this year's American Idol contestant Jose "Sway" Penala between noon-2:30, as well as the usual entertainment, demonstrations, arts and crafts, and yummy food.

This SFist doesn't eat meat, so maybe it's easier for us to hate on fast food restaurants -- after all, they're not so great for you and no one wants one in their neighborhood. But, heck, we sure do love our Burger King Simpsons watches. We're torn.

The best roommate we ever had had a surefire (ha) way to summon a malingering Muni -- all he'd do was light a fresh cigarette and, like magic, the tardiest of busses would appear.

Our friends down at LAist beat us to the punch with the emerging news on kinda crappy Bay Area artist Thomas Kinkade.

San Francisco seems a little darker this week, with the passing of former Chronicle photo editor Bob McLeod this Monday.

This SFist is not writing from our desk, as we usually do -- we are writing from home, where we sit propped up by pillows, chugging Airborne, and blowing our nose every 15 seconds. That's right, we're sick. And we're pissed.

This SFist gives thanks every day that we live in San Francisco. There are only a few things we miss about our former Midwestern home: Steak and Shake, our family, and the NBA. Sure, we could head across the bay to see the Warriors, but there's the whole problem with bags and stories like this sure don't help...

Matt Mullenweg is calling it the "Blogger" Harlem photo, and man, is that a bunch of beautiful geeks. We despatched one of the cuter SFists to the fete, but next time we'll have to give him a little media training -- lesson one: "How to elbow your way to the front of a group photo, babies be damned."

If you, like us, want to support our local arts community but aren't really interested in buying one of those Hearts of SF -- we're here to help! If you, like us, want something with a little feminist indie cachet to hang in your apartment, we're here to help! And if you, like us, search vainly on ebay for something -- anything -- cool to buy, and end up bidding instead on a scratched 45 of "The Super Bowl Shuffle", we're definitely here to help. Local nonprofit and independently-published feminist/pop culture zine Bitch Magazine is holding a benefit auction for the next two weeks, featuring art from its pages, and arts and crafts from its contributors. Where else would you be able to find Lynda Barry drawings starting at $30 (see above), an Alison Bechdel cartoon panel for $35, or Guerrilla Girls prints at the impossible price of $10 each? They're also offering a print of Rebecca McBride's photograph on the cover of Michelle Tea's book Valencia (which we used to illustrate that post on the DPT's proposals about the street just last week), and a collection of comic book anthologies signed by comic book historian Trina Robbins, among many other cool items (meet Michelle Tea! Get a portrait painted of your pet! A t-shirt of Valerie Solanas by Diane DiMassa!) Plus -- sold-out back issues, cover art and illustrations from the magazine, and -- special treat! -- the Bitch staff annotates an issue of Jane, the magazine we all love to hate. The auction preview begins today and bidding goes from March 6-13. All money goes to support the magazine. Art by Lynda Barry, available at an opening bid of $30. Disclosure: This SFist is on the nonprofit board of Bitch Magazine, but gets no perks at all in the auction bidding.

So maybe you need a present for your ardent younger sister with the stars in her eyes who just finished her final in her first women's studies class at UC Santa Cruz. Or maybe you're a kitschy-tee collector who thinks Emily The Strange is so played out. Or heck, maybe you're just looking for the perfect bachelor/ette party gag gift -- locally published Bitch Magazine's selling t-shirts of all shapes, sizes, and colors emblazoned with their gimlet-eyed reading girl. Fun lovers of all feminist inclinations may also find the underwear with BITCH emblazoned on the fanny the perfect office Secret Santa item!

There is, however, one thing you're going to have a hard time finding in Manhattan, or most of the tri-state area, in fact. Something we take for granted, and consume on a basis so regular it's beginning to scare us: the Mission Burrito. It can be found nowhere else besides the San Francisco Bay Area. This SFist has argued before that the Bay Area is simply another region in the Mexican culinary pantheon - try ordering a burrito six hours to the south in Los Angeles and you'll see what we're talking about. Even Calvin Trillin agrees we have the best, and we hear he writes for some famous magazine based out there.

On Sunday the 17th at 5:04 p.m., it'll be the 15th anniversary of the 1989 Loma Prieta earthquake.