A friend told me about this, it’s apparently a movie shoot starring a team of superheroes and a team of Bruce Lees playing capture the flag in Washington Square park. Click through above to see many more pics from this event.

Cheers, Speakeasy Theaters

Isn’t that just a stake in the heart? I’ve seen Buffy twice at the Parkway, and both times it’s been a glorious, friendly affair. Everyone sang along, shouted at that screen. One woman came with a giant bag full of plush bunnies to hurl into the audience during one of the numbers. It’s great and spontaneous fun and geeky as all hell. But now it has to stop. No reason was given, but my guess is that people showing DVDs they personally bought doesn’t put enough cash in Fox’s wallet. Or maybe Fox just hates San Francisco and the Bay Area. Who knows?

Anyone have any theories?

Hey cool cats and cold kittens! Dance to the Beat of the Living Dead at Zombie Prom! It’s like Rock’n’ Roll High School - with zombies!

Zombie Prom is Saturday September 8th at The Rawhide in San Francisco,
from 9:30 until 2 am.

Wear Prom Gear from any era, zombie or undead make-up, or have it done at the dance. Door is $15 in prom or creature of the night, grave or other undead chic, $25 in street clothes. To make it more fun, the first drink is free.

There’ll be music, dancing, and all kinds of Live Entertainment for your consumption! Visit the special zombification booth and get a zombie makeover by horror movie special effects make-up artists.
Get a Zombie prom photo you’ll really want to remember. You could even be voted Zombie Prom Queen or King! There’ll be special zombie prom punch, finger food,
and brainzzzz.

Dance to psychobilly, phantom surf, haunted garage, dark glamour and rock n’ roll with DJs Glamtasm, Dire Delorean, the Reverend Dusty Danger and Cory Coffin Kicker spinning in two rooms for your dancing, dining, and shuffling pleasure. Mistress and Master of Ceremonies Cinema Insomnia’s Queen of Trash and Mr. Lobo will keep things hopping, moving and grooving through the night!

I haven’t had a chance to go explor ethis, but I desperately want to. I love the idea of sidewalk stencil graffiti telling a story, especially a Choose-Your-Own-Adventure style story with branching plotlines and dead ends. It’s a story writ in physical space, literalizing the text.

I would love to see more stories scribed across the andscape, turning our streets to palimpsest.

From Flickr:

The mission stencil story is an interactive, choose-your-own-adventure story that takes place on the sidewalks of the Mission district in San Francisco. It is told in a new medium of storytelling that uses spraypainted stencils connected to each other by arrows. The streetscape is used as sort of an illustration to accompany each piece of text.

Its a love story with 2 characters who start in different locations. His story starts at 16th and Valencia, in front of the Crown Hotel / Limon Restaurant with the text “He Leaves his Lonely Apartment.” Her story starts at 21st and Guerrero in front of a stunning mansion with the text, “She Leaves her Lonely Apartment.” Eventually their paths merge, at the point where they meet, and their paths travel together until drama pulls them apart.

Their are two possible endings, happy and tragic, and two other points where the story can end unexpectedly if the viewer chooses the wrong ending. All in all, there are 4 possible endings.

Seen here.

Available here.

Though as my wife just pointed out to me, you can’t always trust NextBus. Buses and trains that are out of service still get flagged as valid so you can be stuck at say, Potrero, and wait thirty minutes for a bus only to find out that it’s only going to the garage.

Still, the Widget looks pretty helpful.

Hogwart’s Express: the musical is a retelling and reworking of the Harry Potter story with dance numbers, lip-synching and adorable actors in drag. It tells the story of Harry, Ron and Hermione getting accepted to Hogwarts, and making the journey there. At Hogwarts Harry falls deeply in love with a confused Ron and battle Draco Malfoy for his affections. Meanwhile, they form the Hogwart’s Gay-Straight alliance and engage in political issues. All the while the cast dances and lip synchs to songs like “Magic” (from Xanadu), “Wind Beneath My Wings,” or “Lean On Me.”

I laughed and cheered throughout the entire performance. Check their MySpace page for upcoming shows, or check out this brief clip on YouTube if you’re curious.

The second show of the night was Micia Mosely’s “Soul Selections,” which was her one-woman show (with outstanding audience participation) about African-American Lesbian speed-dating. Micia plays herself as the host, but also her three friends that she is testing the idea of speed dating out with. Audience volunteers come up on stage and go on very publc dates with these characters.

The audience also had a chance to write first-date questions for the volunteers to ask. The first question of the night set the scene perfectly: Micia was playing Ziggy, a very academic woman who is too much in her own head and examines every problem in terms of it’s socio-cultural significance. The audience volunteer (who was lovely, but I can’t for the life of me remember her name) drew a question from the pile of slips the audience has contributed and asked: “When was the last time you fisted someone?”

The entire audience leaned forward and shock and errupted in laughter. And we kept laughing and hooting and clapping until the very end of the brilliantly insightful show.

And so I stumbled upon the entry for NoPa’s Gabin. Gabin is loacted next to the yummy Poleng Lounge, and masquerades as a karoke bar while actually being a brothel. It’s all spelled out in the comments section. Click through and check it out.

Does anyone know of a store that carries anything approaching a variety?

A co-worker of mine took this adventure trip out to the Farallon Islands to see Great White Sharks. Nature’s most perfect killing machine. A fish that breathes murder and exhales terror. The multi-toothed, never-sleeping, two-ton savage appetite of nature.

She boated out there, my co-worker did, and sat in the boat an arm’s breadth from these gray and white avatars of death. Some people on her tour–either insane or brave, only their families or doctors know for sue–went into a shark cage and into the water. Tourists goes into cage. The cage goes into the water. The sharks in the water. Our shark.

(True Story: I watched Jaws when I was five on TV. I was sitting on the couch next to my mother. She kept telling me to not dangle my little feet off the edge of the couch, as the shark under the couch would eat me. She also told me–with utter seriousness–that Jaws was a true story. I’ve been terrified of sharks and the open ocean ever since.)

Apparently though, the water at the Farallon Islands is very murky and the people in the shark cage couldn’t see anything. I asked if they chummed–tossed fish bits into the water–to attract the sharks, but that wouldn’t work as the blood-hungry monsters live off elephant seals. And they couldn’t exactly kill a seal and bait the water with it, could they?

Instead they dragged a surfboard behind the boat and watched the sharks attack it. A surfboard. So, what they were doing in effect was training sharks in the Farallones to attack tasty surfboards. Nice. Click through above to get details about the shark tour, if you’re the type who digs this sort of thing.

And if you want to see an amazing video of Great White Sharks leaping through the air and–oddly enough–attacking surfboards being pulled behind boats, rent Air Jaws from GreenCine or Netflix sometime.