Last night (Over a year ago), a bunch of us went to an event in the designer gultch at the bottom of Potrero Hill: The Charles and Ray Eames Film Festival, we arrived early, though not early enough. They. Ran. Out. Of. Chairs!
[ed. Admittedly a few of you may find this amusing, but there was one funny-bone in particular I wanted to tickle with it, it's too bad it's taken this long to come out]
(Oh, and I never knew they were the ones who made Powers of Ten, that only further boggles me with their sheer genius.)