Things I enjoyed this weekend:

• My long, pointless, and aimless Saturday drive which ended in Sacramento, and involved taking lots of pictures, some of which I may post some day…
• The new Target in Albany, with its two levels, its cheap food department, and its seeming lack of long lines…
• Even more cheap stuff at the new Winco in Vacaville…
• Lunch at one of the only Chick-fil-A outlets in California…
• Dinner at Gaspare’s Friday night with Dan, Jamie, and Eugene…
• The Three Faces of Eve…

Things I could have skipped this weekend:

• Doing emergency repairs on the kitchen sink — using a combination of duct tape and electrical tape — in a valiant effort to keep the damned thing working until we move into an apartment in Charlotte which (we hope) doesn’t have 90-year-old plumbing…
• The traffic on the Bay Bridge last night as my cheap frozen food from Target and extra Chick-fil-A takeout began wilting in the car…
• Having to wrap myself in two comforters because I (a) have no circulation to speak of lately, and (b) had no boy to snuggle with…

So has anyone on the SF Board of Supes considered that the proposed 17-cent grocery bag tax (oh wait, I mean “fee”) will — in much the same manner as high cigarette taxes — place the city in the rather sticky position of depending on commodities it theoretically despises just in order to collect additional revenue?

No. Probably not…

Chris Daly has the audacity to call someone else an idiot?

For your amusement (and to keep me from having to write anything new), it’s the second installment of Otherstream Outtakes, a collections of rants and journal entries I never quite finished or posted over the past two years or so…

Enjoy. If you need me, I’ll be in the living room burning DVDs…