Believe it or not, this is Jerry Brown's official gubernatorial portrait. It was strange back then, too. Lean, jittery, white-haired Jerry Brown took large bites of a turkey sandwich Thursday evening at Crossroads Cafe and Bookstore, the low-price SoMa eatery the Delancey Street Foundation set up to train ex-skid-row denizens in the culinary arts.
The attorney general and all-but-certain gubernatorial candidate raised a finger to excuse himself from his middle-aged male dinin
While perusing the New York Times Magazine's 26.3 billion-word article on the (wo)men who would rule California -- which may well spur the rest of us to consider the merits of Nevada, Oregon, or Arizona -- a thought hit us. Not an important thought, but a thought nevertheless.For reasons unknown, septuagenarian Attorney General Jerry Brown consented to be photographed next to a gnarled, old tree that only emphasized his own gnarliness. That's when it struck us: Brown is a dead ringer for Walter,
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