Despite the God-like powers of Mayor Gavin Newsom's bedroom eyes, large hands, and gravelly voice that managed to woo Terry Childs to handover the passwords to City Hall's system, administrators are still having trouble accessing some parts of the network, or so says Network World. Admins, it seems, are "still locked out of the city's VoIP system and LANs within the Sheriff's Department and the Recreation & Park Department." Zoinks.

Also, Terry Childs, who held the city's networks hostage, is allegedly a wee bit bonkers. In addition to spending time in juvie for aggravated robbery and aggravated burglary charges, NW reports that a "court also ordered Childs to stay away from several of his former co-workers, including Jeana Pieralde, [a] DTIS director of security who was allegedly so afraid of Childs that she locked herself in a room in [a] data center." Oh my.

In the end he was paired up with Hollie the Betty Boop impersonator, which he didn't seem to mind, but was disappointing to Hollie because she wanted to be teamed with Luke. That's about all that happened, aside from the introduction of the dumb guy and the smart girl which was limited to a dramatic walk up the stairs, a brief glimpse of them, and then the end of the show. Cliffhanger!

Speaking of slim, if you'd like to watch a bunch of overweight Americans work out and moan about their diets instead, there's always "The Biggest Loser" at 8 p.m. on NBC. (It had its season premiere last Tuesday.) We will attest that this is one of the best shows to watch while working out. Nothing will give you the motivation to stay on that elliptical an extra ten minutes than the sight of a 350-pound guy dragging a giant tire across the desert. Nothing!

Geek out! At Ask a Scientist SF, a monthly lecture slash happy hour with a guest speaker on some sciencey topic. This month's meet-up touches on everything you ever wanted to know about terra incognita, Antarctica, with Kurt Cuffey, a UC Berkeley professor of geography. Get there by 7pm to snag a beer and a seat. Axis Cafe, 1208 Eighth St., SF.

If Le Tigre and The Shangri-Las had a British love child, it would be The Pipettes. Catch the trio in their Bay Area debut, first at Amoeba Music (1855 Haight St.) at 7pm and then again at 9pm at the Rickshaw Stop (155 Fell St). The Amoeba show is free and $13 gets you in the door at Rickshaw Stop.

John Hemingway gives a talk on Ernest Hemingway, at Booksmith. He'll be reading and signing copies of his memoir, Strange Tribe: A Family Memoir, a tale about the relationship between Ernest and his son Gregory, the author's father. 7pm, 1644 Haight St., SF.

Home Queer Home, a cabaret exploring the transient culture of queer and home with stories from writers, dancers, singers and artists from around the country. 7:30pm, at the LGBT Community Center, 1800 Market St.

More films on tonight as part of the 4th Another Hole in the Head Film festival. Line-up as follows: Drawing Outside the Lines, a series of shorts exploring the space where animation meets live action at 5:15pm; The Last House in the Woods, a hardcore Italian horror film at 7:15pm; and Stagknight, a British horror film with sex, drugs and guns to spare. Tickets and more info here, all shows at the Roxie theater, 3117 16th St., SF.

Photo from Home Queer Home poster.

Behind us was Film Geek guy who spent the entire night dazzling his fawning girlfriend with his amazing ability to discover plot holes. In front of us was some woman who just couldn't get warm no matter how hard she tried. She'd shift around in her chair, lie down and then sit back up, and add layer after layer of clothes. The moment we'd adjust to her adjustment, she'd adjust herself once again. Then there were the gaggle of girls a little bit farther ahead of us. As far as we could tell, they didn't watch any part of the movie and spent the entire two hours having rather animated conversations and gossiping. Besides angering our inner cineaste ("this is the scene where all the faces melt, how could you not watch!?") we just couldn't get over the fact that it didn't occur to them that if all they wanted to do was talk and drink wine, doing so in a huge park full of maybe a thousand people watching a movie might not be the best place for it. It didn't help that one of the girls, the one directly in our line of view, would move back and forth between leaning in to share some particularly juicy insight or lean back to laugh in hysterics at her friend's bon mots every other minute. We had finally adjusted to the lady right in front of us for the umpteenth time only to have the girl move in and out of our line of sight.

And yes, we're cranky, bitter old men. If we were smart, we'd organize some sort of neighborhood group that would complain about all the increased traffic and noise into our neighborhood and how showing movies in Dolores Park just isn't Mission enough and might bring in people who don't live in the Mission. Maybe even people from Walnut Creek!

But we won't. Because it was still pretty darn cool and we still had a great time. In fact, we can't wait for October's showing of Young Frankenstein.

Video geeks are descending on San Francisco this weekend for Vloggercon 2006 (or 'video blogger conference' if you're not a fan of tech neologisms). It was inspired by Webzine and the original Vloggercon in New York City last year. The daytime events at the Swedish American Hall are booked solid, but tonight there will be a "Meet the Vloggers" event at the Apple Store which is open to the public (likely followed by drinks at the House of Shields), and there are plenty of other satellite events.

Friend of SFist and Geek Entertainment Television superstar Irina Slutsky will be MCing on Saturday along with Echoplex Park's Schlomo Rabinowitz, so we asked her what she's looking forward to:

Mostly I want to be on the mic. Schlomo and I are emceeing on Saturday, so we get to do the whole "who's on first, jew's on second" schtick that comes so naturally to us. Which means we try to keep the boring parts funny and the fun parts running smoothly. And Schlomo is in charge of making me be quiet when it's time. I'm also "in charge" of the press, which means they get to come in if they promise to write about us and spell my name properly. I'm looking for talent too -- I want to see who is good for some ideas we have for future. Or just cute boys I can pretend to interview with the camera off to save batteries for real work.

Art critic and photographer Claudine, who has been something of a modern-day Chalfant or Ahern by cataloging photos of graffitti pieces throughout the city, left a comment in our Get Ur Geek On: Warbussing EssEff piece where we had posted a picture of his trademark frog on the mural space at Galeria de la Raza. She tipped us to a debate about the piece over at Flickr brought on by a posting at the gallery shop taking Ribity to task for defacing the billboard space, which often features some pretty exciting work (and is often tagged by others as well). The post reads:

OPEN LETTER TO RIBITY

Ribity:

Graffiti is an important expression of urban culture. However, now that you have made it a habit of defacing this billboard, sponsored by Galeria de la Raza, a community art space, we REALLY wonder about your PRIORITIES:

1. By tagging our murals, the only thing one can think is that you are a narcissist prick.
2. You have already damaged $2,000 worth of property. This constitutes a felony.
3. You choose a very "accessible" target. Don't you have more challenging goals?
4. We don't expect much self-reflection on your behalf. Don't you think that it's really poor judgement to tag murals created by other artists?
5. What do you think it means to tag a non-profit community art space?
6. That is one ugly frog.

We hope you develop better drawing skills and better judgement.

Best,
Galeria de la Raza and friends

P.S. We can easily find out who you are. If you do not stop tagging, we will prosecute you. Now that you are 18, you are liable.

We have to admit that when we first saw the bomb, the piece there had been up for a while and seemed to have been torn at before he threw up on the wall, but can't be sure. Needless to say, we liked seeing his frog around the neighborhood (where we live) but now admit that we're questioning his judgement, as well. If you want to take it up with the San Francisco Department of Public Works, you can call 28-CLEAN or email them.