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Last Thursday night at an Inner Richmond flat, a rat made a huge mistake.

We were so busy getting butt-faced over the last two weeks, we totally stopped looking back at the week that was and looking forward to the weekend that will be in our section called, "Your Friday Morning Pre-Party". But we're back like herpes, bitch. It's raining balls, 70,000 people are without power, the freeways are a mess, Tahoe is finally getting powder, and we've cracked one of our leftover bottles of champagne. I'm your host, Web Editor David Downs.

Today's Pre-Party soundtrack comes from the Top 20 Songs to Annoy Your Office-Mates.

Today's Pre-Party Video comes from Radiohead, performing 'In Rainbows' in its entirety from their UK abode. Check it.

Now, what happened this week?

-Obama just won Iowa.

-Rain kicked our ass.

-We found out why God rides BART.

-Kim Kardashian's ass won a Sex Award.

-Rogue Wave's ex-bassist gave up the ghost.

-Oakland band Xiu Xiu sued Camel Cigarettes and Rolling Stone magazine for making them shill smokes.

-We decided the Top National Concerts of 2007.

-And we discovered the Top 10 Most Moronic Moments of Mountain Dew's DEWmocracy Campaign.

Up this week, we'll be at:

-Erik Otto's art show at Gallery Three.

-And, Ramblin Jack Elliott at Noe Valley Ministry.

Other than that, we're boozing and playing Assassin's Creed so long as the power stay's on. See you Monday, for the Hangover.

(Your Friday morning pre-party kicks off every Friday morning around 8 a.m. Send your pics, videos, mp3s, events, and links to david.downs@villagevoicemedia.com if you want to be part of the party. If not, that's your bad.)

Goddam, this week was brutal. It's the last week to get anything done before everyone starts checking out next week for the Holidays. Now that we're done grinding, we celebrate with a little pre-party before Santarchy tomorrow. I'm your host, Web Editor David Downs. Cue the Audio and the Video.
"Roota to the Toota" by Saga of the Simian Samurai

And the new Queens of the Stone Age video "Make It Wit You" in preparation for their upcoming show at the Warfield.

Now, let's raise our pimp cups to surviving another week of bullshit, unlike some people:

— We pour a little out for 49ers fan Torrey Kretschman; and the dearly departed Pimp C — Remembering a Down South Legend; and for live shows at 21 grand, which are banned After an Alcohol Bust at the Bay's #1 Place for Experimental Music

— We also mourn the passing of all the shows we reviewed this week like: Tool at Bill Graham Civic; RZA at the Independent, NudeAid Brings Porn-Art to Mighty; and Tori Amos' 'American Doll Posse' to the Paramount Theatre

— While simultaneously celebrating The 12 Dildos of Christmas — An SF Kinky Gift Guide

Original online reporting this week included:

Arrg. My head! It's like an ice pick behind my eyes! Did I really drink Jack Daniels for dinner last night at our Holiday Party? Yes, yes I did. So much Jack that our tasty sponsor ran out of his signature hooch. Every Holiday Party ends like this. But at least I didn't punch a supervisor or turkey slap a waitress. This Pre-Party is going to be late and short, on account of this berzerker party season in full swing. I'm your naked, cold, unbalanaced host, Web Editor David Downs.

As usual, we begin the Pre-Party with some cool new tunes and a funny quick video. The tunes come from Oakland soul legend Darondo, off of the Ubiquity label, who'll be in our print edition next week. Prepare for the fucking dopeness.

Now the video — A local hipster spoof of the track bike phenomenon -- Fixed Push Skateboarding. "Just get pushing, bro."

That was way better than you people deserve. Now, for the look back at the week:
--LastNight: Tegan & Sara made us show them our asses. Dirty birds.

--Matt Smith busted an Examiner blogger plagiarizing

--And Matt Smith busted some Armenian scammers for betting on old people dying.

--Lastly, noted music non-critic Margaret Cho shared her favorite albums of 2007.

Upcoming this week, SF Weekly brings back pictures and reportage from:

Santarchy
Tori Amos at Paramount tonight
Bizarre Bazaar this weekend
Andrew Bird this weekend
Prefuse 73 this weekend
and Tool next week

Plus we're running a lewd X-Mas Gift Guide Wednesday called the "12 Dildos of Christmas". So you got that going for you, which is nice.

And lastly, we raise a middle finger to all the commenters worldwide that made our Kings of Commenting so entertaining. I wish all the fiber-optic line in SF was emo, so it could cut itself. Then we'd be done with this shit once and for all.

Ciao,
David Downs

Your Friday morning pre-party kicks off every Friday morning around 8 a.m. (unless we're vomiting that early). Send us your pics, videos, mp3s, events, and links if you want to be part of the party. If not, that's your bad.)

"Communist Party" Photo Courtesy of Threadless

So we survived the Turkey Holocaust, only to confront you, dammed reader and your voracious desire for news, culture and food entertainment this week. We gotta admit, our performance this post-Turkey Day week was a bit lackluster. So let's get trashed on Vicodin and tequila and forgot all about it, shall we?

Welcome to Your Friday Morning Pre-Party, I'm your host, Web Editor David Downs.

First off, this pre-party needs a coked-out, disco muppet vibe. So click on this youtube embed of the Brooklyn sex-funk 18-piece Escort, who play Mezzanine this weekend.

Feel that disco funk? Damn, that's stanky! Now, looking back on this week, we raise our pimp cups to :

Oh, god, we ate too much turkey, and now we feel like fat land whales. Blegh. I think I just vomited a little in my mouth. Today's pre-party will be chill, because we don't have any room in our thorax for air, let alone booze. I'm your host, Web Editor David Downs. Please take off your shoes.

First off, a pre-party needs some music and entertainment! Let's start with 100 Days, 100 Nights by Sharon Jones (she will be in our print edition on 11.28), plus some video of Hunter S. Thompson, in honor of our book review of Gonzo this week.

There. That's better. Ok. We start off the Pre-Party by reflecting on all that we are thankful for.

-- We're thankful for the new Bob Dylan 3-CD set Dylan -- which we reviewed here.

-- We're thankful we live in America, where you can say whatever the fuck you want, unlike China, which bans blogs. (Or Armenia and Turkey, which both hate dissent.)

-- And lastly, we're thankful for our new food blog, SFoodie. Stuffing our fat fucking faces with food might be the best way to squander these child-less days on this trashy planet Earth. Here's to keeping it local, seasonal and organic online and in our distended bellies.

Upcoming, SF Weekly will be attending Band of Horses at the Fillmore, Why? at 21 Grand, Let It Snow at the Phoenix, and Tori Amos at the 'Mount.

And lastly, we raise a BURP to all the commenters worldwide that made our Slacker Guys and Striver Girls story the Most Commented, alongside Burning Man Arsonist Paul Addis' backstory.

Ciao,
David Downs

Your Friday morning pre-party kicks off every Friday morning around 8 a.m. Because we are lushes. Send us your pics, videos, mp3s, events, and links if you want to be part of the party. If not, that's your bad.)

"Communist Party" Photo Courtesy of Threadless

Cheers! To Friday, SF! We made it! Woo-hoo! We need some music!
Let's start with Justice's D.A.N.C.E. remix by Spank Rock and Mos Def, plus some background video from ViceTV. Yeah, Spank Rock and Asian tits MODELS always get us in the mood.

There. Yah feel that? Nice, eh?

Ok. We start off the Pre-Party not by drinking, but by pouring some out for our man, Barry. Bonds finally got his ass indicted this week, not for steroids, but for lying to a grand jury. Remember kiddies, it's not the crime, it's the cover-up they nail you for.

Also, we pour a little out for the birds affected by the Cosco Busan Oil Spill. The disaster investigation gathered momentum this week, and the blood-letting at the Coast Guard has begun.

Next, we toast to all the great bands that played here this week. Ben Harper held it down at the 'Mount. Ween rocked the Warfield. And Del and Devin the Dude murdered fools up in Slim's. Peep game.

Upcoming, SF Weekly will be attending, Kooza at AT&T park tonight, as well as Madlib at the Independent, and the Hip Hop DanceFest.

Saturday, we're at Trannyshack, Anthony Bourdain's talk, ColdWarKids, and a Mythbusters 'blow-shit-up' engagement.

Sunday we'll be at Ozzy Osbourne, before we get a little sleep and begin it all again with the Monday Morning Hangover.

Oh, yeah, lastly, we also toast to the commenters worldwide that liked our WordPress profile, as well as the ones that promised to launch an advertising boycott against us over our Armenian Genocide coverage. Seventy-three comments, goddamn!

Riddle me this, Armenians:

If there was a genocide, then why is there so many left of you around to bitch?

ZING!

(Your Friday morning pre-party kicks off every Friday morning around 8 a.m. Because we are lushes. Send us your pics, videos, mp3s, events, and links if you want to be part of the party. If not, that's your bad.)

--David Downs | "Communist Party" Photo Courtesy of Threadless

Goddam, what a hellish week. First no Halloween in the Castro, then no election vibe anywhere the City. What's happening to this town? We need to start drinking immediately. Let the Friday morning pre-party begin.

First the music: open up this link to SoCalled's myspace and click to stream their party track "Good Ole Days". Feel that Hebe flow? Nice, ain't it?

Now, looking back at this week, first, we toast to MIA's awesome shows and another great batch of work from Creep Machine's Josh.

We also toast to the asshat commenters that made our Battles coverage and our Armenian Genocide coverage the "most commented" thing to read on the site. We fucking hate you, commenters, we hope you know that.

Upcoming this weekend we're pounding one at Feist at Herbst theater tonight, Ben Harper and Ween's shows Saturday night, and the Animation fest through Sunday.

And that should be enough drinking to give us a fat Monday Morning Hangover. So look out for that. Peace. Love. Death Metal.

This video will take you out.

(Your Friday morning pre-party kicks off every Friday morning around 8 a.m. Because we are lushes. Send us your pics, videos, mp3s, events, and links if you want to be part of the party. If not, that's your bad.)

--David Downs (Photo courtesy of Threadless)