The annual Folsom Street Fair was last weekend. It is a big street fair for straights and gays who practice BDSM (Bondage, Discipline, Sadism, Masochism).
One of the non-official posters was this one. I wonder how long it will take the Republicans to exploit this one?
I've blogged about the British show, Little Britain, before and about its coming to America. It's first show premieres on September 28, 2008 on HBO. Politically correct, this show ain't.
Here is a small taste of the general hilarious offensiveness that is Little Britain USA. Rosie O'Donnell makes an appearance at Marjorie's American Fat Fighters group about 4:45 into the piece.
A tongue-in-cheek article in the SF Weekly for the scatalogically obsessed teaches us how to become urban poop detectives for errant pet owners, the homeless and other creatures of the sidewalk toilet.
Today is one of the traffic-free Sunday Streets days on the Embarcardero where the city closes the street to vehicles and the residents can play in the street with abandon.
Well, not too much abandon. MUNI is operating the streetcars down the Embarcadero, so there is always the chance of a pedestrian accident. But, hey, it's free to ride MUNI today, so who's complaining, so long as you aren't the pedestrian being hit, right?
So get your yoga mat and get your downward dog down to the Embarcadero today.
Highlighting the then recent trend of needle arts by young snowboarders and other hipsters, the New York Times had an article in early 2007 on a show at the Museum of Arts and Design entitled, "Radical Lace and Subversive Knitting".
The show displayed the works of several knitters, crocheters and lace-makers who are changing the face of the crafts by reinterpreting your grandmother's doilies.
My favorite piece is the sweater that shows exactly why the TSA banned knitting needles on airplanes. It is a sweater and head stabbed with knitting needles and the message, "Crafts Kill".
San Francisco, a year behind, but not to be outdone, has a new show in SOMA this month entitled, "When Doilies Go Bad". It opened September 4, 2008 at the Soap Gallery, 806 South Van Ness, San Francisco, CA.
Seeing these would definitely put starch in your grandmother's doilies.
Most have expletives and obscenities crocheted into doilies. The piece I really like, however, is the skulls doily.
So take that macho world. I'm going to become a subversive knitter of socks and radical sweaters and you can't stop me!
Finally, a bedside accessory for the enterprising guy or gal. This condom bank even displays how far you've come, baby.
The lid descends with each withdrawal of the condom drawer showing either your pride in accomplishment or your hussy shame. But, you know, no judgment.
It goes to show you that we never really grow up. Our childhood piggy bank has grown up and takes care of our adult needs.
That said, I'm not sure your parents care to know so graphically what you've been doing with your spare time.
The urban myth of the Krispy Kreme double cheeseburger is true. Google's New York office served these in its cafeteria.
The San Francisco Weekly's Heartless Doll reports that she's known friends who picked up doughnuts at Krispy Kreme and then driven to McDonalds to get the rest of the food to try these.
I know at least one of my blog fans will be plotting to try this, as soon as he reads this post. He is a major fanboy of chocolate-chip-bacon cookies. I'll bet he adds bacon to these, too. He's always pushing the cholesterol curve, despite his arteries' fervent protestations.
Update: According to Laughing Squid, this gastronomic catastrophe is called the "Luther Burger", after Luther Vandross. I propose that the bacon version be called the "Tariq Treat".
Surfers on Ocean Beach in San Francisco found themselves surrounded by 100 Indians on horseback on Friday, September 5, 2008. Sadly, the Indians and their horses were painfully thin.
A demonstration of the paucity of Federal treaty promises partially upheld? No, the Indians and horses were plywood cutouts painted by Thom Ross. The San Francisco Chronicle reports that this was Mr. Ross' "Valentine to my home town".
The Western artist used the images from Buffalo Bill and his Wild West Show photograph from 1902 in which Bill Cody posed his Indian entertainers along the same portion of the beach.
Mr. Ross is a native San Franciscan, but now lives in Seattle. His art installation continues through September 15, 2008.
Please note that the art installation displays American Indians from the Plains tribes in the 19th Century and are not representative of tribal members from the Northern California area, past or present.
Harvey once said about minorities, "Life without hope isn't worth living. You've got to give them hope. You've gotta give them hope."
I have very high hopes for the movie, Milk. The trailer came out this week.
In fact, I have such high hope for it, that it is my secret sleeper film bet in the Hollywood Stock Exchange.
Based on the trailer and what I've read about the reactions from those who knew Harvey Milk, Sean Penn's acting is spot on.
Sean Penn is very believable in the trailer. I couldn't imagine him in the role until I saw him in the trailer, though (as borne out by my prior musings on this movie).
I suspect he will get an Academy Award nomination, if not win. I've not seen any other acting as good this year.
Josh Brolin as assassin Dan Brown does a great job from what can be seen here, too. There has been a lot of buzz about the quality of his acting, too.
In the trailer, there are some touching scenes and some that make you laugh.
Now I wish it would come out in October instead of November, after the election. It might change some minds about the debate over "family values".
It helps to see the arguments in their early days. They were devoid of truth and justice then, as they are now. It is amazing that we keep spinning our wheels politically. Except however fast they spin, we seem to be moving forward, however slowly it seems to us.
Campbell Brown officially broke rank and engaged in honest journalism on September 1, 2008. It took seven years, but the media finally seems to be shaking free of the self-doubting headlock that Republicans put them in after 9/11.
Campbell dares to ask substantive questions and press Tucker Bounds, the McCain campaign spokesperson, to substantiate the fantastical claims the campaign is making about Gov. Sarah Palin's foreign policy experience. In particular she asked Tucker to give examples of what she did as Commander-in-chief of the Alaska National Guard. She was very polite, but asked for just one example.
Tucker stuck to his talking points, but it was obvious that he hadn't any examples. He didn't know any more about Palin than the rest of us did.
The next day, the Republican attack machine was out in force. They were already worked up over the press daring to look too closely at Palin's daughter's illegitimate pregnancy. Brown's example of honest journalism was just too much for them.
With all the shrill rhetoric, shrieking and knashing of teeth, it all boiled down to, "Ignore the man behind the curtain."
The "wizard" of the Republican Party has been exposed for all its empty assertions and outright lies. The American people see them for the charlatans they are now.
Kudos to Campbell Brown for having the brass balls to do her job. Why has it taken so long?
The annual Folsom Street Fair was last weekend. It is a big street fair for straights and gays who practice BDSM (Bondage, Discipline, Sadism, Masochism). 
This cracks me up. 
Today is one of the traffic-free Sunday Streets days on the Embarcardero where the city closes the street to vehicles and the residents can play in the street with abandon.
So get your yoga mat and get your downward dog down to the Embarcadero today.
It takes a San Franciscan, or perhaps a hardened, cynical New Yorker, to grasp the silver lining to an urban crisis.
Highlighting the then recent trend of needle arts by young snowboarders and other hipsters, the New York Times had an article in early 2007 on a show at the Museum of Arts and Design entitled, "Radical Lace and Subversive Knitting". 
Finally, a bedside accessory for the enterprising guy or gal. This condom bank even displays how far you've come, baby.
The urban myth of the Krispy Kreme double cheeseburger is true. Google's New York office served these in its cafeteria.
Surfers on Ocean Beach in San Francisco found themselves surrounded by 100 Indians on horseback on Friday, September 5, 2008. Sadly, the Indians and their horses were painfully thin.
Mr. Ross is a native San Franciscan, but now lives in Seattle. His art installation continues through September 15, 2008.
Harvey once said about minorities, "Life without hope isn't worth living. You've got to give them hope. You've gotta give them hope."
