LATHER UP WITH BACON SOAP: Don't pour that grease down the sink -- use it on yourself!
After all, animal fat's been a key ingredient of soap since the days of the Babylonians, and now Ironhouse Sanitary District is plugging it as a 21st century solution to clogged sewer lines.
Bacon soap, anyone? Or how about chicken?
The Oakley agency recently had a few handmade soaps that included the byproducts of both animals on display at a festival in town, where representatives were met with some wrinkled noses and curiosity when they invited passers-by to take a closer look at the variously colored bars.
Each has a different smell but reportedly nothing that would evoke bad memories -- or fond ones, for that matter -- of a Quarter Pounder or the Colonel's Original Recipe.
In fact, one of the soaps gives off a whiff of green tea, says sanitary district General Manager Tom Williams, noting that fragrant oils are an optional additive.
Although he hasn't yet tried making soap himself, Williams plans on saving the grease from sausage and ground beef when he whips up his next batch of chili.
"It would be something I'll actually use," he said. "If we're telling people to use it, I had better have done this myself."
And it beats having to call the plumber.
For Ironhouse Sanitary's recipe, go to http://on.fb.me/16MKuvt.
NOT DEAD YET: Richmond native and rock music legend Jason Becker hosted a benefit Sept. 19 in San Francisco to raise money in the fight against ALS, or Lou Gehrig's Disease. Becker, who has lived with the disease for decades, was on hand to greet fans who came from across the country to screen his documentary and hear musicians perform in his honor.
Scott Ian, of Anthrax fame, played an acoustic set with the band Pearl, and Oakland band Forrest Day finished off the night with a set in the legendary Bimbo's 365 Club.
The benefit has become an annual tradition, playing off the "Jason Becker: Not Dead Yet" documentary title.
Becker was presented a framed front page article on his story, to which the presenter made sure to note: "We cut out the portion of the paper showing the 49ers losing to the Seahawks."
Becker, a die-hard San Francisco 49ers fan who cannot move nearly all his muscles, spoke to The Eye through a translator who recognizes his eye movements to spell out words and called that loss "terrible." He predicted a better outcome in the Indianapolis Colts game.
Bad prognosticating aside, Becker continues to finish his latest album, which will feature about 20 of the greatest guitarists.
Best of all, the event raised $85,000 for ALS research.
Up and at 'em: A rebellious Moraga teen who apparently just didn't feel like getting out of his pajamas got a visit from a police officer recently.
According to a Sept. 18 Moraga police log entry, officers received a call that a 13-year-old boy was refusing to get out of bed and go to school. So they went to his house.
When they arrived, police officers "convinced" the teen to get to class. The report says there were "no further incidents."
Lt. Jeff Pierce said that type of incident is rare, but he recalled responding to "a few" in the past 32 years. Price did not respond to this particular call.
Price also said the department does document such occurrences and that the Moraga school district has a process for handling "habitual truants."
We have a hunch this teen -- and perhaps others in Moraga -- may think twice about staying in bed on a school day.
UNLIKELY TAGGER: You can add Livermore Mayor John Marchand to the List of People Who Are Definitely Not Banksy. During his State of the City address on Sept. 25, Marchand told of a recent "tagging" incident in his neighborhood. The mayor awoke one morning to find some enterprising graffiti artist had spray-painted several community mailboxes overnight.
Marchand got right to work, with his trusty Anti-Graffiti kit, complete with sponges, rags and a spray bottle of T.S.W. (an acronym for a locally produced cleaner called This Stuff Works). After scrubbing away some of the offending signatures, Marchand was approached by a Livermore policeman.
Marchand explained he was going to return to clean the rest, to which the sergeant replied, "I'm not going to say how old ... but we got a report that an old white guy was out here tagging mailboxes."
"You've found the perpetrator," Marchand replied.
Staff writers Rowena Coetsee, Matthias Gafni, Jennifer Modenessi and Jeremy Thomas contributed to this column.