A little while ago, your humble narrator read through every last Willie Brown Chronicle column to count the unsolicited plugs of businesses or folks about town. That pretty much filled up a notebook.
But we didn't see anything about Satan. Perhaps Satan doesn't have the kind of scratch it takes to get Willie to mention you in his column. But, then again, perhaps he does. Take this week's Willie offering:
One of my favorite events of the season is the lighting of the Embarcadero Center towers and the opening of the ice rink at Justin Herman Plaza.
This year was no exception. It was just spectacular in every way.
But it was raining during the opening ceremony, and I didn't see the ice.
I went down hard. When I looked up, the first thing I saw was this bearded face looking back down at me.
For a brief moment, I thought I'd died and come face to face with the devil himself.
I wasn't far off the mark. It was Aaron Peskin.
Nice story! Except Peskin says it didn't happen. Brown may have tumbled on the ice, but SF Weekly was unable to locate anyone who recalled seeing the dapper 78-year-old former mayor go “down hard” — which wouldn't have been an easy sight to forget.