(Members of the annual Santa flash mob Santacon enjoy some of the season's finest. Photo by Gretchen Robinette)
Thank Christ, we made it to the week before Christmas. Man, this year sucked ass in so many new ways. Now, all that's left is some b.s. work, two, four-day weekends (maybe five-day weekends if we can swing it), and a bunch of playing with our new Wii. Heheh.
This weekend sort of kicked ass, and we're not too hungover. We saw the six-minute prologue to the new Batman and it ruled. Heath Ledger as the Joker looks creepy, and the hyper-violence is going to rule. Then I Am Legend came on, and the Fresh Prince was actually tight, son! We love ourselves some apocalypse tales, even if they mangle the book.
Today, our MySpace is blowing up with some old flames looking for holiday ass during the trip home and that almost makes up for the fact that the weather is supposed to stay shitty through the week. This is your Monday Morning Hangover, I'm your weatherhuman, David Downs.
We start with the quick A/V hit: Invisible Master Tetris. (Watch for the end when the pieces go invisible and homeboy still wins.)
Holy, fuck. That man is a Tetris robot.
And now the audio: "3s and 7s" from Queens of the Stone Age, who play two rocking nights here Thursday and Friday at the Warfield. Bow to their superior desert skills.
So, besides all the killings in Richmond, what else happened over the weekend?:
--Good thing you asked, the annual drunken Santa flash mob destroyed some childlike illusions about that lush St. Nick.Look upon our coverage and bookmark our RSS feed, SF.
--Hipster craft fair Bazaar Bizarre made our reporter go all gushy for plush uterus. Mmm, plush uterus.
--And the Obama Crew in Oakland got an SF Weekly tail looking to tell a tale of (non-)blackness over uterus in 2008.
On the schedule this week:
-- Every Monday at 9 a.m.: San Francisco Government InAction briefs you on The Man's anti-fun agenda.
—While our weekly Bay Area Football feature RaidersSuckNinersSuck tears our sucky teams a new one like they were an ACL.
—Every Tuesday at 10 a.m., San Francisco blogs and we profile it in a post titled Ty Callister's BetterKnowAnSFBlog.
— Also every Tuesday at 10 a.m., we hold a Lowbrow Art Sale, curated by Josh from Creep Machine
—Every Wednesday at 9 a.m., talking about music is like dancing about architecture, so just swear off literacy and drink from our weekly "SF Music Stream".
— Also every Wednesday, we justify the need for an electoral college with Kings of Commenting, the best and worst in SF Comments.
— Lastly, every Wednesday, Laser-Guided Awesome makes San Francisco cheaper, easier and more fun to use through the new tools of the Net.
—Every Thursday, we're plotting a coup.
—And every Friday at 9 a.m. we Pre-Party hearty, cus we have back-up livers on ice in Indonesia.
Naturally, we also feel compelled to attend this week's paucity of shows like:
Van Halen at Oracle, Queens of the Stone Age with Jaguar Love at The Warfield, and "A Bluegrass Christmas" featuring only the best from The Earl Brothers, Belle Monroe & Her Brewglass Boys, Blue and Lonesome
Yes, it's a slow week. So, what? We can't just hang out with our friends and press hash? Why can't we take it easy, too? We are so putting our feet up. We've earned it, and so have you. Welcome to the end of '07. Time to mail it in, kids. —d2, out
(Your Monday Morning Hangover hits at 9-ish a.m. every Monday morning with a weekend wrapup, plus a weekly news and culture outlook, because we feel sorry for you clowns — driving your clown cars to your clown offices where you do clown work and lunch on clown food.)