Christopher Caen

1299 days ago - Like the thawing of the snowpack in the Sierras, they flooded down from printing presses around the state and fluttered into our mailboxes en masse this week. And as people headed to their front doors, garages and mailboxes to retrieve the little dears, the same thought popped into everyone's head: "Good grief, another election?"

1306 days ago - There have been many famous pairs in history: Abbott and Costello. Bogie and Bacall, Montana and Rice. But an extremely dangerous combination is about to be launched here in The City. Soon the historic and creaky old boards behind the bar at the Washington Square Bar and Grill will be graced by the deeply religious combination of The Bishop of Booze and the Right Reverend. That’s right, from Monday through Friday, Michael McCourt (the Reverend) works the pulpit. Starting next Saturday, the newly recruited Tim Stookey (The Bishop) will take over the honors. We will see you at services.

1313 days ago - As we roll down our wet and miserable mountain of winter and head toward summer, they are appearing again. Blinking against the light as they emerge bleary-eyed from their sleep and appear on our streets again. Yes, indeed, it's tourist season again. Of course, the care and feeding of this constituency is of constant concern to the locals, and none so much as our own Harry Denton. Deeply concerned that our visitors from faraway lands were not getting enough of the San Francisco experience, he set out on Wednesday with a limousine and four drag queens to visit 23 hotels and rectify the situation.

1320 days ago - Some days are better than others for us columnists. As enthusiastic members of the fourth estate, we are certain of various facts. For instance, no columnist is ever going to be on the cover of Time, Newsweek or People. We will never own four houses, three cars and racehorses. Expensive jewelry will never drip from our significant others. Let’s face it, we ain’t gonna get rich on this gig, folks. However, before the violins show up for the dirge and you coax that one crocodile tear out, let me tell you about the other side of the coin.

1327 days ago - Here in the little town on the edge of the world things seem to be getting back to normal. Which of course means that nothing normal is going on at all. Don’t worry, my editor will untangle that sentence. The SF Weekly is doing their annual Best Of The Bay poll, which means every weird, funny and uniquely San Francisco institution will get their moment in the sun. Who am I gonna vote for? Well, I always have a soft spot in my heart for the Institute for Unpopular Culture, the traveling art caravan of craziness that has had a no-commission policy in place from the get-go. And their stick figure thumbing its nose is one of my favorites. They will be getting my vote again.