Last year's gentrifiers are SO angry at this year's gentrifiers.

If he had said "hardcore" I might have given it some thought. But I don't think the original punk bands gave a shit about ponderous heavy rock and metal. It's kind of what they were trying to get away from.

I saw a guy jogging the other day. He had a stylish Daniel Craig haircut, was fucking ripped, wearing a tight Ramones eagle-logo t-shirt, camo jogging shorts, and retina-frying neon green running shoes.

In college I actually got into an argument with a guy who said I shouldn't like the Ramones because, "Neil Young deconstructed pop songs in 1974." I have no idea what he was talking about, but this was apparently an air-tight argument about why nobody should like songs with melodies that they enjoy.

My point is that Nick winning seems to me proof that they'll give the win to the best chef of that challenge, because the judges were not predisposed to like Nick over the course of the season, but definitely did like Nina.

Here's what I don't get about people complaining that Nick winning is proof that the producers somehow intervened to give him the win: the actual scenario is the opposite of that. Most people wanted them to give it to Nina because she's done better all season, but they didn't do that.

Ding ding! We have a winner.

I'm glad someone brought up "Gilligan's Wake." It wasn't bad. The stuff with the Skipper and JFK in a WWII PT boat was kind of genius.

I'd rather that the cartels move on to olive oil and fake handbags like the mafia. And we wouldn't have shadow economies in Mexico (and the US) that disincentivize education, real jobs, and environmental concerns.

I've always heard that y'all was singular, and alls y'all was plural.

Exactly. Mr. Death is about a self-deluded individual. He got his job maintaining execution devices because he was willing, not because he was particularly qualified to work on them. And thus he became an "expert." He liked to view himself as a contrarian, and that led him to get hired as an expert witness for a…

Nopalito, San Tung (dry fried chicken!), Park Chow, Pomelo, Social Kitchen. I used to live there, but I'm in the Lower Haight now.

I will once again renew my call for GBV/Robert Pollard to hire an editor.

He plays two characters on Louie, so it's like double the F. Murray.

It would be impossible to write a review glowing enough to convince me to buy a new New Order album. As far as I'm concerned, this band went on hiatus in 1993, recorded a decent single for "24 Hour Party People," then retired permanently after that to raise their kids (Steven & Gillian) and drink/get stoned gratis…

Nice try. That one is south of the 280 (ie in Mordor), and it actually looks to be in Daly City. Average sale price in SF is $780,000.
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It's so adorable how he just discovered internet comments.

Yes, but Arnold made it a point to publicize HIS ballot initiatives, and he ran the publicity like a marketing push for one of his movies. But in Hollywood, rival studios don't run attack ads on your movies. Eventually enough voters got tired of it.

This is pretty much right on. He decided, for unclear reasons, to take on the nurses and firefighters unions. Oddly, people kind of like nurses and firefighters.

The central coast is alright, and Paso isn't really that scary of a place. But this Carls Jr. was a nightmare, off a weird spur road right near the freeway exit, backed by an abandoned Ross. It's pretty much a perfect place to get stabbed by a drifter.