This press release does not make a whole lot of sense, but anything involving jousting and fire merits a post and my presence:
9:00 pm at Dolores Park
10:00pm we ride
Chicken Fight Drag Racing
This collaboration has been spawned by The Derailleurs recent movie production. We will be filming scenes for our upcoming release, slated for viewing in October. We want to give a big shout out to bicycle culture in San Francisco, so you are encouraged to represent your local flavors.
Did we mention there will be prizes for the winners of the competitions?
The ending point is a rent party at FUNLAND, Cyclecide’s recent mini-putt putt endeavor on Bayshore Ave. and it totally lives up to it’s name.
Mayhem, Blood, and Glory!
See you there.
$5-10 s.s. benefit for Funland
In case you need something to complement your regularly scheduled drug use this weekend, occasional reader Cari alerts us to the fact that there is a circus group in the Mission and they are having six shows this weekend. If you are too busy to see the show, they also sell underwear.
(link, Thanks Cari!)
Without getting into a rant with the city’s ridiculous requirements for police presence at events and why these regulations are killing fun in the city, it is worth pointing out the level of absurdity that could be found at today’s Carnaval celebration. First of all, people were scanned with metal-detecting wands while walking in from Harrison St., a production that certainly could not have been cheap for the organizers. This would ordinarily be okay, however, people could just walk into the festival from the entrances at any of the cross streets that were completely unmanned. Basically these were just feel-good measures that cost money but achieved absolutely nothing. Sounds familiar.
There were also a surprising number of police at event. I showed up at 11 A.M., long before the crowds really arrived, so they particularly stuck out. I briefly chatted with a cop from the Tenderloin who reported that there were “over one hundred” officers there, all working overtime. He also said that they were all required to be there for the eight hour duration of the event. According to a recent article in the SF Examiner, the cost of an officer is $92 – $98 an hour, meaning the security detail for Saturday alone cost well over $80,000. This money could clearly be spent on better things, such as some basic public health safety programs for vomit cleanup.
Finally, the San Francisco Guardian Angels were on the scene doing absolutely nothing (and getting paid about the same). This doesn’t even deserve half a paragraph.
We sent our good buddy Pauline Anderson to see the Traveling Jewish Theatre production of Woody Allen’s The Floating Light Bulb the other night. Here’s what she had to say:
When you see that this play is written by Woody Allen, certain expectations for bizarre situational comedy take form. The family drama takes place in a working class Jewish household in Brooklyn. The usual suspects of dysfunction make an appearance: the father who never amounted to much is about to leave for his mistress; the mother drinks too much and nags her family forward on expectations and hope; the socially maladjusted teenage son just dropped out of school; his younger wise-cracking brother ﬁlls in for Shakespeare’s fool. Besides the big name of the playwright, come see this play for two reasons. First, Ben Freeman’s performance as Paul, the stuttering, shy yet magically talented son, includes an onstage nervous breakdown that is absolutely breathtaking. Secondly Paul’s long suffering mother Enid, played by Ellen Ratner, may drink but she has a ﬁghting spirit something ﬁerce and she absolutely shines throughout the show.
The production continues through May 24.