As you can probably tell, we have kind of a love/hate thing going on with the Chron over here at SFist HQ. But since it's Raves Thursday, we're highlighting the love! And you know who we love the most? No, not Jon Carroll. No, not Ken Garcia. We love Bad Reporter!!! God, we love Bad Reporter! Marry us, Don Asmussen!! Who else can monitor the state of San Francisco hair gel politics so trenchantly? Who else could draw Dick Cheney's pottymouth with such an adorable snarl of the lip? Maria Shriver's cheekbones! Gavin and Kimberly on the rug!! FROM WHAT SICK WELLSPRING DO YOUR GENIUS IDEAS ORIGINATE?????

We can only stare, awed and envious, at the heights of brilliance to which Mr. Asmussen reaches on his always-changing publication schedule, and then, silently, move down the back page of Datebook to read the new Dear Abby's advice. ("Have you considered seeing a therapist?" It's always "have you considered seeing a therapist.")