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All images credited to Flickr user anmoyunos. To check out more Anon protest pics, go here.

Anonymous' protests just get more and more exciting. So much so that SFist will start every Monday morning with a weekend protest review. Mind-numbingly brilliant title TK.

Oh my.

From the Starbucks (not really a) bomber in January to the opening of the Daiso in December, it was certainly one heck of a year, wasn't it?

Remember back to the giddy days of Napster? Remember how everything could be found online and for free and everyone did nothing at work other than download their favorite songs? Remember how there was a feeling that as great as it was, it was not meant to be as it was just too gosh darn great and how when it all came to a crashing end (thanks, Lars), we all somehow knew it was inevitable? Why are we bringing this up? Because YouTube is now running into problems. Sometime over the weekend, YouTube's new overlords, Google, took down clips from Viacom related shows. Big whoops, right? Wrong. The first things that were taken down were clips from Viacom owned Comedy Central. Which means we'll no longer be able to post clips from the "Daily Show" or "The Colbert Report" or "South Park". That sucks. There are still videos on there but not nearly as plentiful as there was before. And since they're all supposedly going down within days, no time like the present to show off the "South Park" episode that makes fun of us San Franciscans (see above).

Oh hey Pride is coming up this weekend! We nearly forgot. It feels kind of redundant to talk about gay pride in SF sometimes. So, readers, got any big plans? Looking forward to visiting any particular booths? Putting together (or taking apart) any showy costumes? How do you feel about the controversial decision to name Tom Cruise and John Travolta as Grand Marshalbuddies?

The TableHopper is an fun email that we look forward to every Tuesday. Since you have to be a tiny nimble thing to gracefully hop on tables, we find this food-and-restaurant-scene newsletter incredibly sexy. Were we to jump on a table, we would look as ridiculous as Tom Cruise on Oprah's couch, and the table would crash under our weight. Lithe we are not. We leave this sport to the playful Marcia Gagliardi, a San Francisco-based food writer, who kindly agreed to answer our questions.

Two stories from last week are still being stories this week, so we thought we'd update everyone on what the latest has been. First up, North Beach, where yet another big, fun festival has had the fun taken out of it. This time it's the North Beach Jazz Festival which also got it's liquor license revoked by the Parks & Rec Department. That means no booze will be allowed. Once again, it's at the bequest of the Telegraph Hill Dwellers and their Errand Boy, Aaron Peskin who are upset about the possibility of the peasants running around all drunk and ruining their jazz music & wine drinking. The vote had the usual not-quite-on-the-up-and-up shenanigans and suspicions that Peskin is sticking it to Marsha Garland of the North Beach Chamber of Commerce again. Organizers of the Jazz Fesitval are claiming that they'll have to close up shop because most of their money comes from booze sales.

News from the fauna! A male blue heron from Fairfield is recovering from a pellet gun wound to its wing at the International Bird Rescue Research Center. Because blue herons are protected under federal migratory bird laws, injuring a heron is a felony -- and because people love animals, there's a $5000 reward for information leading to an arrest. They're watching the bird closely because it seems very anxious to fly away (understandably). In happier local bird news, Stephen Colbert's adopted bald eagle was hatched (go to "Stephen Jr. Hatches") at the SF Zoo the day before the earthquake anniversary. Exciting! Also: it was cool when he ate the bird's placenta, to be just like Tom Cruise (go to "tip/wag Tom Cruise"). And in your last bit of local animal news, the City and County of San Francisco's been sued by a Sacramento pit bull advocacy group, over the new mandatory pit bull sterilization law. The Coalition of Human Advocates for K9s and Owners ("CHAKO"), through its attorney and founder Dawn Capp, alleges that the policy discriminates against disabled people, who should be permitted to breed pit bulls to use as guide dogs or service dogs. Check out Capp's blog for more information -- the most recent entry castigates the Denver location of the next Real World because of the city's anti-pit bull legislation.

>For those who haven't been following it, there's a real humdinger of a scandal brewing in LA involving Anthony Pellicano, Private Dick to the stars. Pellicano is in a wee little trouble with the Feds for wiretapping as well as various other shady activities that are considered illegal by the government unless done by the government, all in the name of his high-powered clients. How much fun is this case? The whole thing started because of shenanigans in a case involving Steven Seagal and the mafia. Other clients he's rumored to have had include everyone from Tom Cruise to Sylvester Stallone to Michael Jackson to O.J. Simpson to Hillary Clinton. And it just got director John McTiernan charged for lying to the Feds. So what does this have to do with the price of the Tea at Coffee Tea & Spice on Haight? Turns out one of his clients was rumored to be one Barry Lamar Bonds.

This week's big excitement? A tipster tells us TomKat's in town -- and we get in Defamer! And the New York Times! (Okay, the online version -- but hey, we'll take it.) We love you, tipster! Let's hear the money quote from our tipster one more time! "Jesus, he drags her pregnant ass everywhere, doesn't he?"

Man, not only did we not see Tom Cruise in our work place today, we also missed the earthquake. The USGS is reporting a 3.7 quake centered in Moraga at about 1:41 p.m. today, with two small aftershocks. BART ran at half-speed as a result

Nothing good ever happens in our office. Tom Cruise stopped by Yahoo today, with pregnant Katie Holmes in tow. A beloved SFist tipster reports as follows:

His visit didn't really make much sense, until you factor in that the company CEO is a former Hollywood guy, and he basically got Cruise up here because he could. Mr. Cruise was about 45 minutes late because he flew his own plane up here, and the weather was bad. Then he RAN across the tarmac, jumped on a Ducati, raced down 101 to the campus, and then RAN across campus to the stage. Katie was there, too, but she flew in separately. Jesus, he drags her pregnant ass everywhere, doesn't he? He brought her on stage so he could kiss her in front of everyone because HE LOVES HER AND GOT HER PREGNANT, OK?

Sometimes, you just have to love Fox. While they continue to ponder what to do with their good shows, poking at them like a giant gorilla prodding at the t-rex it just killed (yeah, we saw King Kong recently), they have no problem creating blatant rip-offs of shows that are pretty much junk to begin with. We can almost hear them pounding their chests with pride.

Theater doesn't really pick up again until the middle of January, but this week you have a chance to catch some pretty hot shows.

The latest polls are out and the only thing one can say about them is that the peasants are revolting. Every single ballot measure is losing in the polls; even the two drug related ones which are complete opposites of each other. People don't want the consumer-friendly measure but they also don't want the industry-friendly measure: people want no measure. The question is, then, will anyone actually show up to vote their displeasure? Which has kind of been the Governor's game plan all along.

So you've gone through the wonderful experience of wearing hideous clothes, you set up your nursery full of cute things, and birthed your child. After a number of weeks of serious sleep deprivation and general insanity (piss off, Tom Cruise) you might want to start getting out of the house. But where does one go with a baby? We've come up with a list based on our own experiences.

Last week’s roundup covered quite a few places in the Mission: Pizzeria Delfina, the resurrected Window, the Thai-French fusion at Baku, dim-sum at Big Lantern, and Crazy Sushi. We thought it was a lot, but we were very far from being exhaustive: we snubbed -- for now -- the new Provence, on Guerrero, or the Annex, a budget French restaurant on Valencia. We ignored the new menu and new ownership at the Last Supper Club, or the new roof garden at Medjool. And looking ahead, the defunct Alma will re-open as a French bistro, and Tartine will open another outlet, we think it is in the short-lived Urban Forage locale on Valencia. This is way out of control, we can hardly keep track. But it is oh so convenient for us, as we can visit these places without leaving our neck of the woods.

Last week's winner, the Weekly: Are you an apologist for Tom Cruise? Cover article: SF Cardinal Levada's denial of Catholic sexual abuse in the Bay Area. Meredith Brody hits her western boundary at Max's on Van Ness and Golden Gate. Bands in town next week: the peppy Go! Team and Sufjan (pronounced "Soof-yan") Stevens with two of the fifty nifty United States. Savage Love: male bisexuals -- are they real? And why don't bis date other bis? The EBX: Why do shooting-range targets have pictures of animals on them? Cruelty! Poorly-retrofitted houses. Cover article: A guy who loves metal (not Chuck Klosterman). Bay to Barkers! (not the family of Travis from blink 182). Judging pies at the Alameda County Fair. The Hammer show sucked. The top 10 Li'l Jon hits (we like his work with Pitbull ourselves.) More KPFA drama, this time featuring the hip-hop show Hard Knock Radio. And Sufjan! After the jump, Sufjan and other delectables in the SFBG, and the pick of the week.

Oh man, is this rich. Eric over at Rangelife recounts the following tale of impassioned activism against the evil movie studios who are scared shitless that someone might make a crappy copy of their crappy movie at a preview screening, downsample it until it fits on a CD and looks and sounds even crappier, and then share it with others over the internet at a "War of the Worlds" screening:

Missed all the big controversy involving "Grizzlygate" due to endless contemplation that Tom Cruise is now dating Joey? Well, we did too. But have no fear, SFist is here! What the what is that the San Francisco Zoo has gotten themselves in a bit of a pickle over the naming of two new grizzly bears that they rescued from Montana. The zoo thought it would be a great idea to hold a contest and so, with great fanfare, announced one. They thought the idea was so good, in fact, that they tried to get sponsorship for the contest to raise money. When all of the possible sponsors dropped out, the zoo quietly announced that instead of naming the bears based on the more than 750 contestant entries, they'll auction off the naming rights to the highest bidder. When Merrill and Cinnie Magowan paid $32,500 to name the bears after themselves, or at least their grandchildren's nicknames for them, the up met roar. The zoo now has a major PR nightmare on their hands for bailing on a hyped contest in a money grab. And as, expected, most of the anger and concern is over the children. Because what will we tell the children when they find out that all of their entries were thrown away and instead given to the highest bidder? We bet those kids are already contemplating a life of crime. Said one poster to an SFGate forum: "This is sick how some rich folk can name the bears after their family members."

WonderCon was almost too much for we little nerds to handle. Look! It's Robot Monster! And over there! Spider-Man! And there's a storm trooper! And look--another storm trooper! And another! And enough with the storm troopers already, sheesh!

Where we're from, we have a fine and vibrant Chinatown. Not huge, but you can certainly get anything there that you can get here (well, except in the produce department). Still, we drop by Chinatown every Christmas to pick up the kind of trinkets, doodads and gewgaws that you can get for less than five bucks and hand out to that friend you run into from high school that you totally forgot to get a present for. We're loving the little embroidered purses which you can slide a mix CD, some tea or a box of nice incense in. Gift and wrapping in no time and for less than the cost of lunch.

Now, this is what we're talking about. This is the week in which truly something kick-ass is released, the DVD we've been dying to have for our collection since we plunked down the $200 bucks five years ago for one of these DVD player-type-thingies and thought it was a bargain- the Top Gun Special Collector's Edition. Could it get any more awesomer? Oh yeah, there's also Tom Cruise bucking for an Oscar, Will Smith trying to score a hit during his self-proclaimed "Willenium," and Rocky vs. Clubber Lang. Not to mention the special edition of Return of the King. It's just enough to say that this week is supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!

For us, seeing a movie at the Coronet is like visiting an elderly relative. You're never quite sure if you'll see them again, so yout time with them is always precious.