This down to the wire report was filed at 9:58 p.m. on Wednesday by Carolyn Schmidt, our ace citizen journalist in Cedar Rapids, Iowa, an election hot spot.
By Carolyn Schmidt
Cedar Rapids, Iowa--Obama is leading in the Register poll by a slight margin, but Huckabee and Romney are tied. It's going to be down to the wire. Weather's supposed to be calm--no more snow--with highs in the 20s, but people shouldn't have any problems getting to the caucuses. Crowding and parking might be problems, but people will figure it out. Read more »
San Francisco city lawyers head back to court in the morning, trying to persuade the 9th Circuit Court of Appeals to set aside last week's court ruling that the city can't require employers to help pay for Healthy San Francisco. It's disgraceful that the Golden Gate Restaurant Association challenged the employer mandate on this innovative plan to provide universal access to health care, the product of a compromise between Sup. Read more »
Disco is back! Quite the polarizing announcement, I know, so perhaps I should qualify: this isn't some Yvonne Elliman/Studio 54 revival here. Sorry, but no "If I Can't Have You", no anatomy-defying Brothers Gibb falsettos, and definitely no dancefloor-anemia takes on Beethoven's Fifth, mercifully enough. Read more »
Who knew watching cold treats dissolve would be so entertaining? Is The Life & Death of Ice Cream about the temporal nature of existence...or is it simply an ode to lost Creamsicles? Next up from the geniuses at MindPie: this is the way the grass grows?
Crass saved punk music. They redefined the genre before it was even fully created by shunning the Malcom McLaren-influenced and Vivien Westwood-designed pseudo-movement - and instead, they stood for something. They never fit the part, never ripped off the Rolling Stones, and never tried to become famous. Read more »
Songs of intrepidity and irresponsibility sound the same no matter the form. This is, in fact, the risk you take when you decide it’s time to pin your stories to the backs of artfully irresponsible, intrepid-type characters. Read more »
Leaving the Guardian building about 4 p.m. and heading out for an early dinner at Pompei's Grotto in the heart of Fisherman's Wharf.
This is the comfortable place where Jean and I have started out our New Year's Eves for more than 20 years. A gem with San Francisco soul. Red checkered table cloths. Candles on each table. Splendid martinis. Oysters and crab served with a flourish. A warm glow all round. The kind of restaurant you can tell has been in the family for a long long time.
This year's New Year's resolution: no resolutions. See you next year. B3