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We volunteered to meet and greet sell Noise Pop merchandise to festival attendees who often ended up spending all their money on band merch (as if) and/or beer (or more specifically in Cafe Du Nord's case -- Fernet Branca and Poppy Jaspers). It was quite a fun experience though, and we highly recommend it. Contact them about volunteering at next year's event!

N Judah Chronicles' Greg Dewar will not be pleased. And neither will the rest of you.

Tickets, tickets, anyone want some tickets? We have two tickets to Friday's concert at Slim's featuring: Until June, Matt White and Melee. We've already told you that you don't want to be late to this show, because all three bands are equally as good.

Hey, look, it's back! It's "Ask a Muni Driver!" But we need help from you-- we need questions. So, if you got any, let us know at jon@sfist.com.

It's never a good sign when the most interesting thing about a viral video is how they spent their money. "Possum Death Spree 2" isn't so much a sequel to the first as a do-over with a slightly brighter color palette: scientist warns of melting permafrost, killer possums unleashed, lots of blood, some tame T&A, the end. Oh, and also, the production is carbon-neutral, which means that one startup bribed another startup so they could get a pretty little badge.

According to the Chronicle, while trying to catch a train at the Embarcadero station Tuesday night at around 6 p.m., a man got his hand trapped in the door of an L-line and was dragged along the platform. As he was seconds away from a fatal encounter with the approaching wall, a passenger inside the car pulled the little red emergency release par and the car stopped.

One day we're planning a going-away party there, and then -- ta-da! -- it's gone. Wired workers' favorite watering hole and one of the last dive's around the Eastern SOMA area, the Eagle Drift-In Lounge was a good place for cheap booze, comfy booth seating, playing a game of darts, or to catch our favorite pregnant smoking bartender making a drink, waiting for that call from CPS.

Walking up Sanchez Street on our way to the Noe Valley Ministry, we passed by Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglová (a.k.a. The Swell Season) strolling smilingly toward 24th Street, not a care in the world. They didn't look like two musicians preparing for a concert and they certainly didn't give off the air of being the stars of Once, a truly incredible film that's currently playing in theaters. They were enjoying each other and the calm, cool twilight - a sure sign that it was going to be a good night.

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Happy Father's Day! For those of you who have dads, are dads, or know dads, this one's for you, from all of us at the Gothamist network.

At a conference yesterday hosted by people trying to find a solution to the increasing amount of families leaving the city, Gavin said things were improving. In the speech, he rattled off a bunch of things the city is doing to help families stick around, including new housing, tax credits, the improving school district, and the upcoming attempt at universal health care. Also: free ice cream!

That makes $140,700.49 this month to settle claims, or $222,380.95 since February. And it looks like a payoff as large as $100,000 might be coming down the line. We can only get details on two of the cases up for discussion at the MTA's April 17 meeting -- one relates to a lady who in 2005 lost her balance when her bus came to an abrupt stop. She claimed to suffer contusions, post traumatic anxiety, depression, nervousness, loss of sleep and appetite, and loss of earning capacity -- must've been one hell of a tumble. She'll get $7,500.

On February 23rd, Kink.com opened the doors to the armory and let five lucky winners of the Kink.com golden ticket to see the wonders what the armory had in store. Let's just say this: "Oopma Loompas in bondage gear." No, they opened the doors to everyone and anyone who wanted to check things out. So Friend of SFist, Nathan, sent along his photos for us to post.

Haight Ashbury Free Clinics' ribbon cutting ceremony for the new Integrated Care Center

At the Roxie, (3117 16th St. between Valencia & Guerrero) it's FARMCORE, a documentary about punk rock's 1980s home in the Mission, The Farm. The screening is a benefit for San Francisco Indybay Media and Oaxaca Indymedia. The film documents the punk scene (Dead Kennedys, Bad Brains, and Black Flag played there, to name a few) and the staff’s struggles to keep the doors open while battling a greedy landlord and hostile police, until the place became an early victim of Mission gentrification and “live-work” loft conversion schemes (now you can say, "Ellis Act Evictions, that's sooo 1987"). In its heyday, the Farm also provided a place for community gardens, an urban barnyard, an art gallery, child daycare center and a multicultural community space. (7 & 9pm)

Those of you taking BART this morning were greeted with delays of around 25-30 minutes, due to a Daly City-bound passenger's illness at the Embarcadero stop. We're not really sure why a Daly City bound passenger's getting sick would affect traffic into downtown SF and to the East Bay, but when we arrived in the BART station, the SFO-bound trains were moving fine, but all the downtown trains were crawling along like... like... like MUNI! Lots of stopping and starting in the tunnels.

We've managed to avoid the north side of town, so far, as we find it over-sampled by other food critics. Yet we wound up a couple times at Nicky's Pizzeria Rustica, on Polk off Broadway. We hadn’t been back on that street corner since the good ol’ days of Johnny Love's, a sleazy meat market where we’re ashamed to admit we managed to entertain ourselves there a few times. It's long ago enough that we can safely admit it. We never meant to go to Johnny Love's, it was the hormones talking. The place has been Rouge since 2000, and for some reason, it looks like the brassy, bridge-and-tunnel vibe has survived.

As part of its upcoming literary arts festival, Litquake is throwing a big and-- dare we say it-- bad Between the Bridges opening night to-do this Friday October 6 at 8 p.m. The rockin' fun will be at the Regency Center Grand Ballroom, 1290 Sutter Street (Van Ness at Sutter). And we've got two tickets to give away!

Aw, yeah! Though the Midnight Mass film series has ended, Peaches Christ isn't done with us yet. This Saturday, she opens the doors of the Bridge Theatre for one last midnight extravaganza, The San Francisco Underground Short Film Festival.

Happy 10th birthday, Bitch Magazine! Back in 1996, local writers Lisa Jervis and Andi Zeisler kicked up a furor with their provocatively-named zine about feminism and pop culture -- and ten years later, the magazine's putting out its 33rd issue (the Hot and Bothered Issue), they've put out a best-of anthology (BitchFest), and Ms. Zeisler's good-naturedly matching wits with Deborah Solomon of the NY Times Magazine (the East Coast's own Aidan Vaziri).

Per SFist Rita's joke in the comments last week, we have found ourselves living in the "NOT IN SERVICE" district. Man, does it feel good!

BART was delayed today for more than an hour and a half as once again there was a power outage. This time the outage was caused not by a Temp, but by a BART train traveling from Balboa Park to Daly City striking a piece of metal on the track. No word as to what the piece of metal was or where it was from or whether any motherf------ snakes were involved.

There was a lot of gentle sobbing, some out and out bawling and lots of grown men surreptitiously wiping their eyes at the Kabuki Theatre on Tuesday night. At one point we were distracted from our own sniveling by the sound of low-level keening coming from the row behind us and the realization the whole theatre was erupting in choked-back sobs and loud sniffles.

Now that yesterday's BART fire is out and trains are moving again, the inevitable finger-pointing has begun. Who bears the blame here?

Childless curmudgeons, gnash your teeth in anger over another way in which society prefers folks with kids over you! Gavin Newsom and the San Francisco Dept. of Children, Youth, and Families are sponsoring Family Appreciation Day this Sunday, January 8. Various museums and other local attractions are flinging open the door and child-proofing all their power outlets at places like the Asian Art Museum, SBC Park (which will be sponsoring free tours), Coit Tower (who's going to let you take the elevator for free), the zoo, the Exploratorium, and about a bazillion other places too. Those of you who live for First Tuesdays, you may want to borrow your friends' kids for the afternoon -- and those of you who hate those ankle-biters, you might want to check the list too, to figure out where you won't be this weekend. Kids must be between 0 and 18, and adult supervisors must bring proof of San Francisco residency. The rules also state that grown-ups must accompany children at all times. We now have a vision of wailing abandoned toddlers in the front foyer of the Asian Art Museum as the adults dash off into the Chinese painting galleries!

We at SFist love our independent bookstores. We cried when Kepler's closed and cheered when it reopened. Every week in SFist Reads we urge you to visit the many fine independent bookstores scattered around the Bay Area.

A letter from Clark Kepler posted on SaveKeplers.com confirms rumours we've been hearing for a few days now: Kepler's is re-opening next Saturday, October 8th at 11am. They'll start with a rally and then officially re-open the doors.

Bad karma, man! Someone stole an SF Fire Department SUV while its legitimate driver was responding to a medical call early Monday morning. SFFD policy is to leave the cars in the ignition so they can leave the lights on (maybe time to revisit the policy), but lock the doors (which the firefighter forgot to do). The 'jacker hit five other cars before abandoning the SUV at Fillmore and Golden Gate and running off with a bag of medical equipment. Roll these up and smoke 'em: A pound of pot found in a jauntily-attired teddy bear (check out the picture!) in Rohnert Park, and Barrett Robbins arrested again for pot possession while awaiting trial on attempted murder charges. The reward fund for the 10 ducks killed at the car wash has grown to around $10,000. They've used the money to start a tip line, at (408) 866-2729. ... and so much news, the Blotter goes to four paragraphs today! It's kind of busy over there at the SFPD: a body found in Chinatown, a body found in Buena Vista Park, and the cops found a rocket launcher in an abandoned car at Pier 70 in Dogpatch.

Dang, it was cold waiting outside the Four Star for the doors to open for the San Francisco Asian Film Festival's premiere of Rice Rhapsody! And can we just say, the movie that screened right before Rice Rhapsody (A Moment to Remember) must have been extremely sad -- they opened the doors and people came out of the theater bawling. Like, two girls got out of the theater sniffling, looked at each other, laughed that shaky laugh, and then started crying again and hugging each other. Intense! (We looked it up -- it was about a doomed newlywed couple.) Good for us that Rice Rhapsody is a comedy! Also -- Chef Martin Yan's film debut! We already love it. The plot? A Singaporean restauranteuse (Sylvia Chang), who's raised three boys as a single mother, has recently learned that her first two sons are gay. Is her third son gay too? Plus, why is the dopey next-door neighbor restaurant owner always hanging around? Wackiness and poignancy ensue! Martin Yan at the show, an exoticized French girl named Sabine, and the Singaporean specialty of Hainan Chicken Rice, after the jump.

Spring is in the air -- can you smell it? It's that intoxicating mix of grass, red clay, pine tar and chaw. That's right -- pitchers and catchers report in just a few hours, and no, we're not talking about a party in Key West.