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. It's not like you didn't know what to expect when you walked in. The smokiness was just part of the deal.

• Londonist was treated to some fantastic views of the city, courtesy of the 'Star Over London' airship.
• Bostonist spent the week celebrating New England's quintessential summer meal, the lobster roll.
• Torontoist explored the dangerous lives of stickmen.

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href="http://londonist.com/2008/01/6_years_on_amne.php">Amnesty International bringing Guantanamo Bay to the American embassy to raise the profile of the continuing campaign to close the detention center.

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While SFist cringed at the fatal dose of crime littering the Bay Area, it found solace in Hillary Clinton's San Francisco campaign headquarters opening, which featured loads of exposed mammary glands. In other news, SF Taxi Commission ruled that Satan's cab must keep its (in)famous medallion number, 666; and in an un-fashion-forward frenzy, San Francisco Fashion Week (chortle) bars bloggers from covering and getting smashed at their shows and parties, respectively. Also, they found a picture displaying the woes of cruising in a tacky limo on the streets of San Francisco.

There's so much going on across the Ist-a-Verse that it's almost impossible to keep track these days. Fortunately, we do it so you don't have to!

Dear smokers:

Between fake terrorist alerts and scandals big and small, this just might be the Best Best of the -ists ever. We're exhausted just thinking about it.

At the Galactic show on Thursday night, the attitude was "What smoking ban?" New friends became old friends who passed the bowl without thinking about TLA security guards trying to blend in with the crowd in their maroon t-shirts. The room, about three-quarters full, moved intently, sometimes languidly for those with grey beards and wedding rings; more jerkily for those with bare chests and new curly cues.

Texas is thawing, the Northeast is freezing, and a sort of natural order seems almost restored to the Ist-A-Verse. Almost.

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With the Army-Navy game in town this past weekend, by mid-Friday, the streets of Center City were packed with men in uniform and sighing women. As I walked home from work late Friday evening, for every one military man I saw, I quickly spotted at least to two women pointing and girlishly giggling. I can’t explain the “I love a man in uniform” phenomenon. Sometimes it works for me (as can be proven by the general reaction my friends and I have to watching the Sex and the City "Fleet Week" episode: "I don't know when that happens, but next year, WE'RE GOING!"). Other times, I just go “whatever.” Friday night, I was exhausted and anticipating a twelve-hour work day starting at nine the next morning. I wanted my bed and wanted it now, but as I got out of work, I knew that long before I had hope of sleeping, I needed to get work done for my theater company. Definitely a “whatever” moment.

Somehow, the world of -ists managed to make it through the week despite news that Jen & Vince broke up.

It's so rare that we have a slow workday. This might be our first since our job started. And we're not entirely sure what to do with ourselves. Fortunately, nothing on the internet is ever slow. So here we are.

The website Bantransfat.com, the web home for The Campaign to Ban Partially Hydrogenated Oils, gives all sorts of reasons why transfats are bad for you - your health, your heart, yadda yadda yadda. But how would this affect our most beloved of local foodstuffs? Frankly, we're having a hard time finding nutritional info on cheesesteaks that specify the transfat count - but as it's delicious fried meat and onions slathered with processed cheese product, we can't imagine it's all that good. (Oh, but a what a delight it would be to discover cheesesteaks contained 0 grams of transfat. Then we and all our run - up - the - Art - Museum - steps - but - never - actually - go - inside, Pat - & - Geno's - inhaling - tourists can claim, at least, that we eat healthy, if not well.)