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
In politics, as in love, there sometimes comes a need for one party in a relationship to say goodbye. Adios. See ya. Get the eff outta here, dude.
And in politics, as in love, music can help get that difficult message across. We don't mean to make light of the situation over in Egypt -- lord knows a dried-up romantic alliance between two individuals is very, very different from an oppressive triple-decade Arab dictatorship. But when all kinds of relationships end, sometimes there's nothing better than a celebratory, angry break-up song or 10 to the get the wronged parties through the transition.
So Hosni, if you're reading this, don't take the break-up too hard -- we're sure you've got a hefty stash of silk tissues and scotch over at the Sharm el-Sheikh palace. Please, though, take it. Like a fed-up lover, the people of Egypt want you gone. Here are 10 songs that might help you understand intensity of their passion.
10. "1,000 Times Goodbye," Megadeth
It takes a pretty extreme situation for us to recommend Megadeth for anything, so Hosni, listen up. Dave Mustaine makes the point here repeatedly, and boy, does he know what it's like to get broken up with: "The times have changed and pulled us apart." "Nothing left but wasted days." "I'm prepared to leave but I'll never take you back." Like the female voice in this song, the people of Egypt have found a new lover -- call it freedom, democracy, or Twitter -- and, Hosni, they never want to see your ass again.
9. "Here's A Quarter (Call Someone Who Cares)," Travis Tritt
Face it, Hosni, you're a lot like the dumb blonde in this video who just won't get a clue. You've used up all your good will, and the people don't give a damn how you feel. But you just keep coming around, trying to pretend like the last 30 years haven't happened. Sure, you don't really need a quarter -- you've got a cellphone and a personal fortune of billions of dollars -- but Travis' sentiment holds true nonetheless: Try making speeches to a populace that cares, 'cause, uh, the people of Egypt are over you.
8. "Bye Bye Bye," N*Sync
Yeah, dude, Egyptians really do feel like they're living on puppet strings that your strongman regime controls. And yes, Hosni, that's a bad feeling. We think Timberlake puts it best: "Now I've really come to see/ That life would be much better when you're gone." But unlike even the controlling chick in this video, Hosni, you don't seem to be able to cut your citizens loose.
7. "Hit the Road Jack," Ray Charles
Pretty much the American anthem of see-ya-later-ness, in his song Ray Charles actually paraphrases your speech from yesterday. See around 1:42 -- does this sound familiar, Hosni: "You must be joking. What you trying to do to me? Why can't we talk it over? I thought we had a better understanding. Oh baby [people of Egypt], don't be so chilly. You don't want to see me cry. Oh baby, please -- it isn't fair."
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.