'mnstrm media'

Who Da Mayor? (Big Willie Style)

“How much time do we have? 60 Seconds?!”  Yes Gavin.  Now please, go ahead and waste 37 of them.  Great, thanks.

(fast forward to 0:45…)

Gavin: “Willie, what the hell are you doing here?!”

Da Mayor: “I'm filling vacancies!” 

 Wait a fucking minute …did that really just happen?  What Willie Brown should have said:

Gavin: “Willie, what the hell are you doing here?!”

Da Mayor: “ME? Gavin, what the fuck are YOU doing here?!”  

Willie Brown has the startled look of someone who's been squatting in that office since Gavin peaced out to Hawaii back in November of '09.  You can't really blame Willie; I mean of all the places to run into Gavin Newsom you'd never expect it to be the mayor's office, amirite?  (HAHAHA GET IT?! ABSENTEE MAYOR JOKE, HIYOOOO!!!)

Could this video get any better*?  It's already reached the high standards set by such prestigious marketing campaigns as DeVry and the law offices of Ronnie Deutsch.  Oh wait, YES IT CAN; CUE THE ROCK AND ROLL OUTRO!!!  FUCKIN WAIL, MUUUSSSSEEE!!!  WAAUGGHHHH!!!!

*see 'cliche', like this post.

"Does anyone else see the irony in advertising for a Banksy film?"

Everyday Dude pointed out the other day the ridiculousness of advertising for the new Banksy documentary.  Now I’m seeing this shit all over the Mission/SOMA.  I’m not saying I don’t get it, get money, get paid, but damn, you’re on the same surface as MGMT’s sophomoric unlistenables and the latest flavor of Absolut that tastes like cat shit.

7x7: "Achieving street cred is not the goal of a date" and "We're racists!"

This post about good and bad dates in 7x7's Bits + Bites slipped by me a few weeks ago but definitely deserves a look.

Bad First Dates:

El Farolito + Carlos’ Bar (Mission)

Achieving street cred is not the goal of a date. Burritos and a dive bar? Even a hipster should be ashamed.

I'm not sure a hipster should be ashamed, but the klanswoman that wrote this should be. First off, Farolito is a gift from the Gods themselves but obviously isn't a 7x7 reader's date spot (unless of course your date started at Mission Bar, you got faced and needed something to soak up all the liquor before you 'bump uglies' on your roommate's bed). It's fucking fast food. This choice took just about as much effort as saying “McDonald's and getting stabbed in Garfield Park” would be a bad first date. Even if you don't bleed out, you're probably going to have the shits for a month so, yeah, it's probably a crappy date. But what really gets me is pairing Carlos' to Farolito. To me, this whole choice is just shitting on Latinos. “Burritos and Tecates ewwwww lolroflmadingdongs who would do that?” A brown person you dumb bitch.

(link | photo by Troy Holden)

SF Weekly Generously Reveals the Vote Count for their Web Awards!

Seriously. In the words of someone much wiser than myself, “if you’re picking people who are good at internet, maybe you should be better at it yourself?” Also, daaaaaaaaang, YOU GUYS REALLY. Finally, TOTALLY VOTE FOR US, riiiiiiight? It looks like about thirty people have voted and there are about thirty people who read this site so we can take this with very little effort. OH MAN NOW WHEN IF WE DON’T WIN SO EMBARRASSING. 

 

Dreaded White Guy Doesn't Like Meanies at Zeitgeist

(Photo by me.)

From an article in the Chronicle, which is apparently old media or something. I just know it’s terrible and C.W. Nevius is public enemy number one. This one’s about mean bartenders, by some guy name Harmon Leon, who used to write for one of those two weeklies that stay fill their pages with back and forth shit-talking about stuff nobody else cares about. His conclusion:

The award for the all time meanest bartenders in San Francisco has got to go to the crew at the Zeitgeist. Besides scowling things like, “F-ing yuppies,” if someone with a shirt with buttons orders a drink, there is always an unpleasant sort of life-has-kicked-them-in-the-nuts, unhealthy tweaker vibe when you when you try to order a drink.

Listen, I wasn’t going to say anything, but you just basically said that every person who works at Zeitgeist is a loser and a meth addict, asshole. Maybe it’s just because they don’t like white dudes rockin’ dreadlocks like they’re at Lollapalooza 1993, maaaaaaan. This ain’t the playa, we don’t all love each other here. Also, I’ve heard people say Zeitgeist bartenders are mean, never noticed it myself. Plus, I like surly bartenders. The surlier the better. Scares off the douchebags. 

 

Unqualified SF Weekly Blogger: "blah blah blah nu media dddeeeeerrrrrrrrrrr"

I went to this ridiculous panel discussion at the pretentiously-named Commonwealth Club the other night called “If Not the Chronicle, Then What?”  The panel was billed as a smart conversation about how new media (which is just a fucking stupid-ass name for BLOGS because the print world feels like they have to reclaim every goddamn thing for themselves so we cannot even have a fucking name anymore) doesn’t do beat reporting but everyone still needs to have news + political coverage so who will do it if the Chronicle dies off?  Of course, the panel was kinda odd: Brock of SFist + the white whale of The Bold Italic were the solid choices, then there was Jeff of Muni Diaries, which isn’t a news site at all but a place were SF’s racists gather to share stories about how much brown people scare them, and some bro who works at Twitter.  I don’t know why the fuck people think 140 characters can be journalism.  Twitter is a place where we misspell things, talk about how drunk we were last night, fail at being funny, and, you know, share links to real journalism/cat pictures.  NEXT.

So, I should have known that this panel was going to spawn a post at the SF Weekly that would make me want to bring a sharp razor, the Donnie Darko soundtrack, and the toaster into the bathtub, but I was completely unprepared for S.F. New Media Admits It Can’t Quit Chronicle.  First off, San Francisco’s “New Media” didn’t admit shit, 3 people on a stage did.  They can go on reading that unreadable shit all they want but I don’t know of any other bloggers that do.  Here’s the thing, I understand technology scares you.  People won’t read your rag anymore so you’ll have to go back to being a greeter at Wal-Mart.  We’re going to have an entire generation of young lads that think finger fucking a girl is an iPhone gesture.  This is a terrible future ahead of us.  I understand you’re not ready to accept it.

Of course, instead of making some inane statement, why didn’t the Weekly just point out how fundamentally flawed the entire conversation was?  Some white bitch during the Q+A section said “I haven’t heard you guys talk about the Chronicle too much” and then everyone starting talking about how important beat reporting is.  I really wish I was on that panel.  “If not the Chronicle, then what?”  I would have stood up and said “Read the fucking Appeal you fucktards” and then exposed myself to the entire audience.  Shit would have been real.  These idiots all seem to think that if Hearst dies off, THERE WILL NEVER BE A NEWS ARTICLE EVER AGAIN.  That’s bullshit.  Have you ever even read the Appeal?  Eve is a fucking monster.  If she was a mother, she’d be the type of mother that would turn out 15 kids in 4 years and you’d be left saying “how the fuck did you do that?”  Luckily for humanity, Eve just writes about eight dozen stories a day that you get to read for free.  Fancy. fucking. that.

I’d like to propose a panel.  Eve, myself, Laura Beck, Brock and a hampster will all shotgun about 5 cans of Colt 45, sit at an elevated table so we’re talking down to the audience, and give a panel titled “If Not ‘New Media,’ Then Who Will The Chronicle Steal Their Leads From?”

San Francisco Continues to be Gayest City on Earth

I guess boy bands realize that they can’t film everything in a Los Angeles sound studio and since LA is ugly as shit, they had to travel up here for some hot video. In related news, both of these songs are THE JAM.

JT is all, “Osha Thai is so tasty you see, bring more of that pad thai to meeeeee….” I don’t know, I’m cracking up over here, that shot is amazing. Also, he looks just like Joey from Blossom right there. WHOA!

Full video amazingness below:

Et tu, 98 Degrees!??

Nice 98º tattoo on your arm, bro. Bet that aged well.

AND I LEAVE YOU WITH THIS:

I can never look at the bay in the same way again. This just totally ruined sex for me. Yes, that’s how I do sex. Let your mind run wild, enjoy the show!

Hat tip to the incomparable Eddo!

Local CBS Blogger on Local CBS Station!

Mike Sugerman at CBS 5 is at it again! That lovable newsy is always on the trail of a hot lead (forget facts! what’s that!? who’s he!? Also, did he just say CYBERSPACE!? What is this?? The Net? A: I WISH!), and this time, he’s trying to figure out Foursquare. About a year too late to break any real FourSquare story, this video piece nevertheless features the delightful and adorable Brittney Gilbert of CBS Eye on Blogs (the tables are turned, Gilbert! The eyes are on you now!!) meeting Mayor Patrick Bateman Gavin Newsom. Thrilling.

Also, is Wendy Tokuda drunk? Or super high? Or is that just my fantasy speaking?

Because CBS5 is old media, they won’t let you embed video so you have to click a stupid link.

Lower Haight Naan N' Chutney Cockroach Breaks Via Twitter

You might have remembered that a few weeks ago the Chez Maman robbery “broke over twitter” and the SF Weekly editorial board Bukkaketa all over ‘mnstrm media.’  Sorta felt that it was obvious that someone being held up at gunpoint would be able to tweet about it before the internets could blog about it but, hey, why not write a story about twitter breaking the story so our blog can ‘go viral’ (via 40 retweets).

But hey, now it is has been EIGHT DAYS since the world-changing cockroach story at Naan N’ Chutney and “the blogosphere” is only now covering.  Hot damn.  Twitter is really “shocking the local digerati especially in light of lack of real time coverage from any major S.F. news organizations.

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