Without even cracking the New York Times Best Seller List, the most sought-after out-of-print memoir in America is “Wasted: Tales of a GenX Drunk,” by notorious Georgetown prepster Mark Judge.

And thanks to the Internet Archive — a utopian nonprofit digital library in the Richmond District devoted to access of universal knowledge for all — you can now read it (digitally) for free.

Well, after you join the 100-plus long wait list.

The archive also scored a copy of the 1983 “Cupola” yearbook from Georgetown Preparatory High School, a now-notorious document easily perusable sans a queue.

Hundreds of archive fans recently turned out for the annual “Building a Better Web Bash” — an indoor-outdoor soiree featuring taco trucks, Fanfare Zambaleta Brass Band, and hands-on demos of preservation efforts at the Archive’s Greek Revival building formerly home to a Christian Science church.

“It’s great we have these documents available, but where have they been?” asked Mark Graham, director of the archive’s Wayback Machine, a World Wide Web archive that employs web-crawling technology to record past versions of web pages and restore deleted ones.

“The public’s ability to be informed has been limited by the deficiencies of our libraries and access to public information,” continued Graham. “And these two documents are arguably fairly central in one of the most important conversations in our country right now: the future of our Supreme Court that will affect the lives of millions for decades.”

Yet this bash was neither a fundraiser nor a celebration of the Judge book, an uploading coup thanks to the archive’s partnership with Boston Public Library.

“People come here to be inspired, to understand what’s going on in the tech world,” explained archive founder and technology pioneer Brewster Kahle. “Right now people are looking for answers to some of the web’s big problems: privacy problems, platform problems and the fake news problems.”

Also on hand: Kahle’s analog spouse, San Francisco Center for the Book co-founder Mary Austin, and District 1 Supervisor Sandra Fewer, who lauded the archive’s work with a Board of Supervisors’ Certificate of Honor.

Founded in 2001, the archive is rife with information, including 60 channels of news clips, 78 rpm recordings, a digital lending library, tens of thousands of collections and even a bookmobile pickup for donations they scan.

“This is not a fundraiser, it’s a community gathering to cause change,” said Kahle, with a laugh. “We want a web that isn’t creepy. So this is a “Let’s-fix-the-fricking-web party.’”

Downton Abbey: On a San Francisco jaunt amid the Salesforce Dreamforce conference, celebrated British illustrator David Downton had a heckuva time landing a hotel room. A great irony for Downton, who’s heralded as “artist-in-residence” at London’s swanky Claridge’s Hotel.

But his pal Denise Hale, for whom Downton created a dreamy portrait, told him he could bunk with her friend, Mimi Silbert.

What Downton didn’t realize: Silbert is not, technically, a hotelier — she’s president-CEO of Delancey Street Foundation, a residential self-help program that assists ex-cons and drug addicts back to the mainstream.

During a Boulevard lunch, hostess Hale teased Downton that his fondness for Champagne would be cured at Delancey Street as Silbert unveiled a special “award” in his honor.

“Like Andy Warhol, I’m terrified of Denise. But I’m not scared of David,” said Silbert, laughing, as she read her hand-made proclamation. “The Delancey Street Foundation is pleased to award David Downton the much coveted, but seldom conferred title “Honorary Dope Fiend.”

Downton recalled arriving at Delancey where Silbert advised him his fellow “guests” were drug abusers, semiviolent or alcoholics. And no one locks their door.

“I worried I’d landed at the Bates Motel,” joked Downton. “But my ‘rehab’ was an apartment with a stocked fridge, flowers and an Embarcadero view. Mimi, I don’t know enough about Delancey Street, but experiencing your on-site commitment and passion is extraordinary.”

Abbondanza: During a recent Italian Athletic Club lunch, the Irish-Israeli-Italian Society celebrated its annual, and unabashed, Columbus Day commemoration that honored Italian American community leaders SFFD Deputy Chief Michael Cochrane and construction kings Sergio Nibbi and his brother, Larry Nibbi.

Known as Triple-I, this 53-year-old social club was co-founded by 96-year-old John Shimmon (who proudly announced he’s now S.F. State’s oldest graduate) and attracts a mix of cops, civic poohbahs, firefighters, sports stars, politicos and garbage men.

Most members are proud San Francisco natives who revel in recalling age-old high school rivalries between St. Ignatius and Sacred Heart or Riordan; Lowell versus Washington. But just don’t mention Junipero Serra High School in San Mateo.

Club-co president Quentin Kopp excels in his historical introductions of dais grandees (this year including Irish Consul General Robert O’Driscoll, Israel Consul General Shlomi Kofman, SFFD Chief Joanne Hayes-White, SFPD Chaplain Father Michael Healy, Rabbi Moshe Levin), along with almost every other guest in the audience.

Italian Consul General Lorenzo Ortona paid tribute to the late “recycling entrepreneur” Leonard Stefanelli, former Recology head honcho, who advised Ortona that if he wanted to understand San Francisco history, Triple I was the way.

“This year we celebrate 150 years of Italian American Heritage Week in San Francisco,” noted Ortona. “Italy is only 170 years old. So it’s quite moving to think, just after 20 years when our country was barely built, Italians here celebrated their roots and connection to the Italians of Italy.”

Larry Nibbi, CEO of Nibbi Brothers and a San Francisco Giants owner, also paid tribute to his sports family.

“We’ve been together since 1992, with some good years and not-so-good years. But the good years are coming back. At least that’s what (Giants CEO) Larry Baer said in his end-of-season letter,” Nibbi noted, with a tease. “So if the team doesn’t come back, it’s all Larry’s fault.”

Catherine Bigelow is The San Francisco Chronicle’s society correspondent. Email: missbigelow@sfgate.com Instagram: @missbigelow