Do your tassels swing low? Do they shimmy to and fro? Spring is here and as anyone taking a casual stroll in the Castro knows, clothing is optional. The guys have been walking around without shirts since forever, so why not put out and paste up, ladies-- your rack was born to shine with red sparkles and dangling ribbons.
“Here’s my Jaguar Warrior.” Jesse Hernandez pulls out his toy, and sets it on our café table with a broad smile. Two women at the next table over are immediately intrigued. “Oh, that’s beautiful! What is that?” they coo. Hernandez seems flattered by the compliments, and patiently explains that it’s a vinyl toy and that he designed the elaborate yellow cat figurine with the sweeping blue plumes and fierce, fanged skull peering out of its face. And yes, it’s pretty cool.
One gets the impression that, as host of MYX TV’s new show “Vinyl Addiction,” (who celebrates its launch party and the release of an exclusive Hernandez toy Sat/3 at New People) Hernandez is used to explaining to people just what these cute/creepy little dolls are. He certainly got me to understand their appeal.
I'm glad I'm not the only one who noticed the astonishing ad that ran in The New York Times defending the pope. Maureen Dowd picked it up in a nicely savage column that suggests the holy father undergo an inquisition. Read more »
Six candidates are running for two judicial seats in San Francisco, and over the next few weeks, we'll be interviewing all of them (and at the end of April, we'll be publishing our endorsements). The interviews make for interesting listening, so we're posting the sound files on the web. Here's Rod McLeod, who is one of four candidates seeking to replace retiring judge Wallace Douglass.
The City Planning Commission will be taking up the proposed sit-lie law April 1. No, that's not an April Fool's joke -- city planners are going to take testimony and weigh in on the proposal to ban sitting on the sidewalks. Why is this a planning issue? Read more »
In a story that continues to amuse and fascinate, it appears that the human biosolids compost shit show we wrote about last week has left town… and ended up in, of all places, Alice Waters’ own backyard garden. That’s right: the seasonal, local, and cage-free proprietor of Berkeley’s fabled Chez Panisse has emerged as a staunch and unlikely defender of fertilizing your garden with sewage sludge compost, which San Francisco officials have recently discontinued giving away because of environmental concerns. Read more »
Curiosities, quirks, oddites, and items from around the Bay
I'm all for local businesses and delicious honey and getting to use the word "apiarist" in a sentence, but if any kind of this shit goes down you'll know which type of urban farmer to give the stink eye. You say 15 beehives hidden in "'borrowed spaces' around SF," NY Times -- I say bio-terrorist cells. Hell, if you can train bees to detect bombs, who's to say they also couldn't be trained to detonate them?
Meanwhile in Science: "While dominant hyenas have a steady, confident-sounding giggle, subordinate ones produce a more variable call, allowing the animals to keep track of their social hierarchy, according to a new University of California, Berkeley, study." Who's laughing now, bitch?
The Guardian recently received a hostile letter in response to last week's cover story, The New War on Fun, which spotlighted the aggressive tactics of two undercover officers at the center of a crackdown on San Francisco nightlife.
Unable to verify the author's identity, we've withheld his name. As champions of free speech, however, we decided to give this writer an opportunity to share his opinion not just with the writers he seeks to attack, but a wider audience of readers, who undoubtedly also hold strong opinions. While this letter might amount to hot air from one individual whose opinion holds about as much sway as any internet troll creeping across the blogosphere, airing it can perhaps shed some light on the mindset of someone who would position progressive values -- not to mention fun in San Francisco -- squarely in the crosshairs. And it's kind of funny, too. Read more »
It's spring! Even though I live in California, it's exciting when spring comes. I mean literally exciting, as in, it makes me horny. All winter I was like "Eh, dating" and now I'm all like "OMG boys! Lemme at 'em." This happens every year, whether I have a boyfriend or not.