When the ancient Polynesians invented surfing, they often used a paddle to help them navigate. Fast-forward a few millennia, and Stand-Up Paddleboarding, or SUP, finds itself trendy again. Part of its increasing popularity is that standing upright allows surfers to spot waves more easily and thus catch more of them, multiplying the fun factor. Paddling back to the wave becomes less of a strain as well. The ability to cruise along on flat inland water, surveying the sights, is another advantage. Finally, its a good core workout. If youre sold on the idea, schedule an intro SUP lesson, free with board and paddle rental, and you may find yourself riding the waves like a Polynesian king.More
Did you know that when the Golden Gate Bridge gets hot, it sits low in the saddle? Course you didnt: You dont have a Bridge Thermometer, which looks like one of those scenic coin-op binoculars crossed with a first-person shooter. Peer into it (no coin needed!) and it shows the temperature of the bridge and, as a result, how low-slung or high-riding it is; if its 100 degrees out, youll find the bridge has dropped a full 12 feet. Only one BT exists, and the Outdoor Exploratorium has it. The Exploratorium folks made it themselves, of course, along with 19 other exhibits that take advantage of the immediate environment: the crazy winds, the roll of the waves, the organisms stuck to the pier pilings, the salinity of the water (which you can sample). All of them sit around Fort Mason. We particularly like the Wave Oscilloscope, which attaches a stylus to a loose piling, imprinting the sway of the waves into a container of sand, as well as the giant Wind Arrows, which confirm your assumptions that our bay winds are all schizophrenics bent on multidirectional anarchy in the low sky. Grab a map either at the Exploratorium or at Fort Mason Center, Building A, (Marina and Buchanan), S.F.More
Joseph Amster steps out of his Emperor Norton costume to serve up a different kind of history as he discusses locally born cuisine ranging from cioppino and fortune cookies to Chicken Tetrazzini, It's-It, Rice-A-Roni, and other San Francisco treats.More
You know it's going to be a good show when all the acts could be individual draws on their own. Mitski and Elvis Depressedly are coming off some excellent work lately — the former's third album Bury Me at Make Out Creek was recently re-released on Don Giovanni, matching overdriven feedback pop with a voice that cuts through the echo and screech, while Elvis Depressedly, featuring Coma Cinema's Mat Cothran collaborating with Delaney Mills, has already gotten past the pun of a name through a series of enjoyably low-key (or lo-fi, if you like) releases, including this year's New Alhambra. But show up early for Eskimeaux as well — led by Gabrielle Smith, who collaborates with Mitski and others in the collective The Epoch. The band recently released a good album, simply called O.K., and its rough, understated energy is a perfect complement to the other two acts.More
Nobody cries, "Stop the presses!" in Andrew Rossi's Page One: Inside the New York Times; no one would dare. There's a palpable fear that it could actually happen. Are we living in the end times? Newspaper ad revenues have collapsed. Dailies are dying all over America. The New York Times could be the last of its breed. What would happen if it, too, expired? Does evolution work? Will the noble brontosaurus give way to HuffPo, Gawker, and all the other scampering little rodents of the Internet? Part vérité, part infomercial, Page One is less about the end of print journalism than the birth of some newfangled cyborgindeed, with its blatantly self-reflexive approach and emphasis on personality, it's part of the process. Where there once was Daniel Ellsberg, now there is Julian Assange . . . and David Carr. Shooting solo over a 14-month period, Rossi found his story at the Times' media desk, focusing on three media reporters: Carr (covering the Tribune bankruptcy and promoting the Times), Tim Arango (eager to change his beat for something less meta), and the former teen blogger Brian Stelter (described by Carr as "a robot assembled in the [Times] basement to come and destroy me"), plus their editor Bruce Headlam. Page One's greatest achievement may be to have turned the Times saga into an ongoing reality show. As the movie ends, we learn that Arango has decamped for Iraq (eventually to become bureau chief) and Stelter has dropped 90 poundswhile blogging about it.
July 1-7, 2011
The San Francisco Trans March celebrated its 12th year, along with the Supreme Court's decision on same-sex marriage, which was voted in favor of gay marriages across the nation, on Friday, June 26, 2015. Photographs by Michael Ares.