I'm a lasagna boy!

In which we scramble through the stacks

1st San Francisco Public Library Bike RaceSat., Aug. 27 
race starts at 1 pm, the Bike Kitchen, 18th and Alabama*

Check it out, bookish bike worms — this well-read road race takes thealleycat

concept to a circuit of SFPL branch libraries — teams of racers must pedal from 

branch to branch and check out an item at eachof ten libraries (Richmond and 

Sunset branches are obligatorystations), returning to the finish line with a 

magical mix of borroweditems and receipts.

On-site Registration 11:45-12:45 pm, $3/rider (towards cash prizes) —pre-

register via email and pay only $2 the day of the race. For moreinformation or 

to register, contact Adrian Leung atsflibrarybikerace@yahoo.com

A few years ago, the Dutchess and I rode 'round to all the branch libraries (this was before West Portal closed for renovation). Took purt near the whole dang day, and I wasn't even checking out books at each stop.

In which we uncover the financial mechanics of a popular band

At the Shellac show th' other day, the band made good use of their customary mid-concert Q & A session to endorse Anne Eickelberg of Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 as the "best bass player", and explain that Shellac (of North America) are an Illinois S-Corporation. This latter answer, by Steve, came in response to the question "Does Todd get paid more because he rocks so hard?" The trio appeared more loose with both their music and the organisation of the concert. They ad-libbed the set list, very obviously enjoyed themselves, and rocked hard. At the conclusion of Monday's set, Steve and Bob turned off their guitar amplifiers and then began dismantling Todd's drumkit -- while he was still playing. Always the models of efficiency, they took away the hi-hat, cymbals, kick, snare, and tom, and all that was left was Todd himself. They carried him off without further ado.