Okay okay, the article is about companies moving up from Palo Alto to the city, but, Christ, front page?  Do your editors even live here?

(photo by everydaydude)

(Image via gdgt, caption via Gizmodo)

Yup, there's video chat …so long as your using WiFi and it's to another iPhone 4.  But hey, it's the thought that counts right?  Hopefully they'll quickly figure out how to make it work seamlessly between iPhone 4s and other Macs, then it will be at least kinda/sorta useful.  

Also, that sexy metallic band that runs around the edge of the redesigned body?  It's an extension of it's antenna.  That's hawt.  And sort of conceptually phallic now that I think about it…

This beast is also boasting multi-tasking as promised, a supped up battery, the iPad's A4 processor, four times the screen resolution of the 3GS, and an upgraded “back” camera they're comparing to “an old Lieca”.  (All info jacked directly from Gizmodo's live blogging of WWDC.) 

The iPhone 4 drops on June 24th, preorders start the 15th, at $199 for 16gb and $299 for 32gb.  Freak the fuck out, San Francisco.

(Rome Ramirez of 'Sublime with Rome' via Hipstamtic Prints?)

The last Live 105 BFD concert I went to was in 2000.  It was a bizarre, tumultuous time for music during which people thought it was a really good idea to have a band like Stone Temple Pilots OPEN for Limp Bizkit. Since then, BFD has continued on as an annual fixture in the lives of mainstream music lovers, occasionally even slipping in a new/legit act (Spoon, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, etc). 

This year, possibly to mark the tenth anniversary of having THE MOST EMBARRASSING BAND EVER headline (FYI: Limp Beezy is back with a new single yall!!) Live 105 has decided to out do themselves with the most mind boggling douchetard lineup conceivable; proving to everyone that they're all still stuck in the worst parts of the mid to late 90s.  Let's examine the three headlining acts:

1. Sublime with Rome:  This post-mortem/zombie jam revival band began as a collaboration between original members Eric Wilson and Bud Gaugh when they realized they were broke and lacked transferable job skills (apparently Enterprise Rent-A-Car doesn't favor resumes that list 'tolerating strung-out lead singers' and 'taking mad bong hits'.)   They recruited some Sublime-obsessed kid named Rome Ramirez (I use the term kid quite seriously; dude was born in 1988, the same year that Sublime was originally formed) to front the band and immediately got sued when they tried to use the 'Sublime' moniker in 2009.  The original Sublime played their last Live 105 concert as an opener for BFD in 1995.
2. Hole:  Yes, as in Courtney mother fucking Love, Hole.  This travesty of a band's last Live 105 show was Not So Silent Night 1998.
3. Deftones:  They're still a band???  Their last Live 105 show was Not So Silent Night 2000. Not only are Deftones still a band, but are apparently coming out with some sort of comeback album.

('Guerilla' marketing for Deftones outside of Madrone Art Bar, via Alyssa.)

So my friend Kahla and I just happened upon the SF Weekly Readers’ Poll winners of 2010. We’ve been embroiled in a heated discussion over Facebook Chat for the past hour, and all I can say is, wow, most of these are pure WTF. You can find the winners here.

(New Village Cafe; THIS is what a delicious greasy spoon breakfast looks like!)

First of all, what is up with some of the categories? It seems as though many of them were created with a specific business in mind. As much as I love Kozy Kar minus all the Marina-ness, it doesn’t make sense to vote a place “Best Place to Get Drunk on a Waterbed” when, as far as I know, it’s the only bar with waterbeds, which most of the time are unusable anyway since all the Marina people throw their coats on them. As for “Best Club Night to Wear Flannel,” let’s be honest, most people who go to Debaser probably wear flannel every other night they go out. Overall I think the nightlife ones are the worst. For one thing, we aren’t exactly sure how Supperclub is a Bizarre Nightlife Experience, other than that it’s, as Kahla eloquently puts it, “full of tacky people with no style.” If we wanted to see that, we’d skip the $70 dinner, roll to some happy hour bar in the Financial District and maybe have the added bonus of finding me a rich, absentee husband. If the category were “Best Cocaine-Fueled Shithole” instead of “Best Hipster Bar,” I can see how Delirium would be a shoo-in, but I’m not hating. Clearly those elusive hipsters they speak of didn’t vote in this poll, but hey, least the SF Weekly hasn’t blown up a bar that I actually like.

I could quibble with the Food & Drink winners for hours, and I recognize that much of it is just a matter of taste — evidently, I have better taste than most people who vote in SF Weekly reader polls — but I really couldn’t live with myself if I didn’t address “Best Greasy Spoon.” The Pork Store? Really? Having a lot of cholesterol in your food does not a greasy spoon make. Readers, do yourselves a favor and take your broke, hungover asses to one or more of the following: Golden Coffee on Sutter & Leavenworth, New Village on Polk & California or Mission’s Kitchen on Mission & 23rd … unless, of course, you’re one of the people who voted for The Pork Store and you like overpaying to clog your arteries. Seriously though. Golden Coffee. Order the pancake sandwich. Greasy enough to block alcohol from further absorbing into the lining of your stomach, but not so greasy to necessitate a Tums pregame. If that’s not perfection, I don’t know what is.

Anyway, did this incite violent anger in anyone else but me? Which winners did you agree or disagree with, and who deserved the award?