The Board of Supervisors is on hiatus until the week of Sept. 8. Here's what I imagine each is doing (I have no idea what anyone is actually doing over the break; these are NOT REAL):
Michela Alioto-Pier is gearing up for her run for state insurance commissioner. She’s meeting with a team of experts whose job it is to make the position of insurance commissioner sound relevant and/or interesting.
John Avalos and Chris Daly are on a bromantic holiday to rekindle their friendship, which suffered during the recent budget process. They’re doing something ostensibly manly, like fishing for sharks, while giggling and telling each other secrets.
David Campos is on vacation. (I know because I e-mailed him about the sanctuary city issue and I got an out-of-office reply.) I imagine he and his family tried to fly to someplace lovely and tropical, but the trip was interrupted when Campos insisted that the pilot was “doing it all wrong,” and demanded a new one.
David Chiu still comes to work every day, wearing a suit and carrying an empty briefcase. On Tuesdays at 2 p.m., he goes to the board chambers, gavel in hand, giddily asking, “Is it time yet?” To which the security guard whispers, “No, not today,” while gently leading Chiu back to his office.
Supervisor Carmen Chu continues her crusade against illegal massage parlors by “investigating” the massage and spa services at the Four Seasons, Ritz-Carlton and Fairmont hotels.
Bevan Dufty and his daughter are playing Dufty’s favorite pretend game: Daddy is the Mayor. He wears a top hat and she pretends to drive the parade car.
Sean Elsbernd is teaching his infant son to refer to him as “Supervisor Elsbernd” and not “Da” or “pbbbbltt.”
Eric Mar is outlining his legislative agenda for the rest of the year: (1) global justice and (2) whatever the other progressives are doing.
Sophie Maxwell is drafting a complex zoning ordinance to keep former state Sen. Carole Migden from moving to District 10 and running as Maxwell’s successor. Or maybe I just dreamed that.
Ross Mirkarimi is visiting New York City, where the relative lack of crime to fight has left him depressed.
Hey, I kid because I care! I miss these guys. And at least I noticed that they are gone. Which is more than you can say for some people.
What, no Appalachian Trail jokes?
Posted by: DJTennessee | September 03, 2009 at 17:27
OMG, you are so funny!
Posted by: SFCityGirl | September 03, 2009 at 19:03